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Porcelain Doll.


Come one, come all,
come see the porcelain doll.
A smile painted on her face,
her insides lined with mistakes.

Come one, come all,
come see the cracked doll.
Her smiled curled into a frown,
all her ups, came crashing down.

Come one, come all,
come see the broken doll.
Now just a pile of shattered glass,
the world brought her down a little too fast.

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