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porcelain
Contributed by
me
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Sunday, 4th January 2004 @ 10:50:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I’m a porcelain girl
painted pretty
dressed in lace
created to please
to be forever thankful
to my benefactors
and when I stray
and fall
and break
they will gather up my pieces
and put me back together
with extensive care
I am constantly beaten
with the invisible, invincible
leather belt of conscience
my own guilt
into submission
into conformance
into perfection
I’m painted pretty
and I smile
under the burden
of my guilt’s bruises
hidden under all the lace
I was created to please
and that I do
thankfully
I seldom stray
and then the heavy strap of my own conscience
reprimands me.
treatening to shatter all I am.
Aug 08/03
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me
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2004-01-04 10:50:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: porcelain
(User Rating: 1 ) by a_bear on
Sunday, 4th January 2004 @ 03:37:48 PM AEST (User
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I liked it very much. We were all created to please and we all want to please..even at 55 years old I want to please. But that concience of mine...anyway, I loved it. I wonder sometimes why we were made in such a way to attract men..and to love doing it....then give us a concience! Not fair LOL |
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