A/N: This is just something very short. It started out as a song and still is, but I thought it also fit Nessarose when edited just a bit. So, here it is! Hope you like.
Staring into the mirror, wondering if it's always been this way. Eyes unblinking, unmoving, unseeing. Just a porcelain doll on display. The glass heart doesn't beat. It's been broken, shattered. Shards scattered on the floor, knowing that it never mattered. Being kept in a glass box, unable to break free. Staring at the passers-by with glass eyes that do not see. I won't break if dropped. This porcelain doll is strong. I've been kept a prisoner trapped behind the glass too long.
Set me free…
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