Porcelain
Blessed, hated thing,
Hider of my face
And soul.
How I wish I could
Live without you and
Be whole.
Tears I fear to shed
Gather in your cold
Embrace.
Shield me from this world;
Shield me from my own
Sad face.

Porcelain
Blessed, hated thing,
Hider of my face
And soul.
How I wish I could
Live without you and
Be whole.
Tears I fear to shed
Gather in your cold
Embrace.
Shield me from this world;
Shield me from my own
Sad face.
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