She is a porcelain doll,
Shattering to pieces
With every uttered syllable,
Her steel resolve decreases
With every single word
that tears another seem
In the stitches holding her together,
And tethering her dream
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I'll be as active as I can! ^^
'Cause, I'll be trying to work on a story for a contest but I don't have much time. Because when I finally decided to enter a contest, my freakin' parents decided that I needed to do more activities outside or I don't get my computer for a while! -totally pissed off- I like being inside more. -grumble grumble-
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Of kisses, hugs, and warmth;
"One plus one" is through
With one tiny, simple sentence
That splits her heart in two.
And this little girl left broken
Is cold, harsh proof some words
are better left unspoken.