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Thursday, February 17, 2011

PORCELAIN

Shattered dreams, Broken schemes
Picking up the pieces of broken glass
My heart was made of porcelain
As wicked and twisted as it all seems
I was your doll, made of porcelain


Porcelain Doll, thrown to the floor
A posession of yours no more
I will put myself back together
Porcelain, I am fine Porcelain
Battle is over, I have won the war

Tearing me down, Breaking me apart
You thought you won, I have just begun
I am Porcelain, and I can sustain
Broken no more, I am up off the floor

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