Porcelain King
The time has come
To bow to my porcelain king
And offer everything I have
Though,
Time after time
It is never good enough
And it will never fulfill
Him;
As it fulfills me,
For that brief moment
Of release.
The one moment
In time
Where everything is
o.k.
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