A porcelain doll collection sits above history books.
Each manicured to perfection with fair white skin and curled blonde hair.
The Collector only takes in the best ones, but what if they took in one with a single crack.
One so small, it is unnoticeable.
And slowly but surely the crack reaches farther down the spine of the doll
And ruins the perfected image
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shades of the heart | me
Poetry//What do I know// It's amazing how you think you know someone so well then one day you come to see that you really don't know that person at all. And you wonder what that says about you. //Exposed, Kimberly Marcus// Started- June 27, 2018 Finish...
