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porcelein dreams
Contributed by
whoelse
on
Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 11:33:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Maybe I'm not changing,
Maybe I'm remembering who I am.
I used to wear a painted mask,
Tied with ribbon and lace.
Now all of those porcelein dreams have cracked and shattered on the floor.
I'm left in the midst of it all, gasping for breath and reaching for forgivness.
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whoelse
... [
2005-04-07 23:33:07] (Date/Time posted on
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