Chapter 1
The porcelain doll
So easy to break
Rests relaxed in my arms
I hold her so tight
In fear for her life
I’m the only thing keeping her secure
That porcelain face
The pretty painted mask
Is born to do nothing but crack
Her body so small
Her posture so trusting
I really can only fault me
The lights of the night are faint
The shadows on her face are the past
Falling from her eyes to her cheeks
Her grin is chipped
Her laughter mechanic
But still I hold her so close
Fear for her life
Fear for mine
Fear of ever letting go


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