I'm a porcelain doll fragile cold and pretty decided to play with an army man held my hand so tightly for a second I can feel a heart beat that has been hidden for months now but suddenly turned into a rag doll all used up and stuffed with your lovely lies
I use to be a porcelain doll all dolled up for you hoping for the call for when you came through
but now I'm not so pretty feel all too much fake but oh my darling will you still love me after this breaking ?
YOU ARE READING
Because I'm falling
PoetryI'll wake I'll break I'll love I'll fake I'll struggle I'll dream I'll laugh I'll cave I'll write
