Paintbox

Porcelain

Ah.

The cracks in my skin are starting to show again

I thought I had stitches and glued

Am nearly sewn away the pain.

Ha.

My mask is melting.

Paper mâché makeshift features falling to the ground

Perfectly lined eyes fading down my cheeks

Melting melting melting.

Ha.

My perfect proclaim skin has been smashed

My mask has been shredded

My outer shell shield has been stripped bare

Trashed crashed smashed

Ha.

Back to the drawing board again it seems.

Ha.

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