broken, the porcelain doll is laying
tossed aside, used and shattered.
her once fair perfect porcelain skin
now cracked and crimson stained
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Great metaphor...great poem....and sad too. I like it...keep writing...kudos
the beautiful ghost...the silenced porcelain doll...you have given the quiet enterage of loss and residual lives two superb creations...congratulation :)
If this poem dont make your heart hurt i think you might need a heart check up. Beautiful poem L.
this is a rel good poem and the soul and heart for witting is one to beat
The death of innocence is never easy... This poem speaks to me in loud voices and i am saddened by it's echo... Your talent shines bright for all to see...
Dont worry Silentpoet Girl, the porcelain doll just like you maybe but you not made from porcelain, you made from cells, so even you broken, you can get healed even it bruised but soon it will be okay...if you think you are porcelain doll maybe you must know, you are special edition because u can move freely...so it hard to break easily...so if you feel afraid to be broken wear a mascot of Teddy bear, it safe and not broken even fall 100000km from highest mountain :) _Unwritten Soul
Sounds almost like me. People like me only have the pain to comfort us and know little other than being rejected or used. I know how the doll feels. i enjoyed this poem.
Dark... But still personal. Inspiring and beautiful. This is an amazing piece of art.
wow, fantastic powerful write... loved...all innocence was long ago stolen, as they dry upon this broken face. keep them coming! -SG xo
I really like this one. You said you were unsure of it but I think it's fantastic.
wonderfully written and expressed. your talent talks to my soul...blessings
this is a great poem..i feel its force inside me...quietly echoing a part of me..thank you for sharing..a 10 for me.: -)
Wonderful portayal of melancholy written with thoght and skill. Well done sp brilliant.
Such talent, what a gift! Your words penetrate my soul. You are truly amazing!
when I was reading this, images kept invading my mind, flashing images of what you described... almost as if i were there, or like a movie scene from Paranormal Activity or something. It had an uncanny, haunting effect on me. Powerful! Great Ink here! ! ! -Kelly.