I look at you and I’m appalled
You used to be a porcelain doll
Not a smudge upon your face
But that innocence left without a trace
You’ve let them mistreat you and now your broken
Fell for every lie they’ve spoken
You used to be beautiful, you used to be rich
But then you took the needle to the stitch and can never be fixed
I look at you and I’m appalled
You used to be a porcelain doll
LukeCoomer ©
- Author: LukeCoomer ( Offline)
- Published: December 16th, 2017 04:47
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Did she look in the mirror, and her face cracked, rather than the mirror cracking?! Was she Humpty Dumpty's sister?! lol.
You just like being silly don’t ya! Lol
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