just another doll
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millesimeamedreaming beautiful nightmares
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just another doll

by millesimeame

if the things that she said were not false documents writhing

in her bruised and broken hands, then there would be no

remembering of the heartbreak or the piano keys that faltered.

the porcelain of her vision scrapped within her,

and the jagged rocks she had tried to crack were not

of prized geodes or stone. all decay and dead throats,

the red string long unraveled and the reflecting shards only blister her tired feet.

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what a great poem :)

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