She looked too happy to be sad
Babydoll eyes,
locking tears back into porcelain

Can she sleep with you tonight?

No sexual intentions, I swear
She just needs to be held
{careful, now, don’t break her}
Put your hand here,
      tuck her into arms and blankets

and she cried too much to be okay
pouting lips
hugging tightly to a cigarette
        that she was never allowed to light
{little girls shouldn’t play with matches}

Her skin felt cold,
    as porcelain tends to
and she was lost in the battle
between razor and romance

{Winner takes her soul}


She’s a little cracked
       and worse for wear

but this china-faced pixie doll
is never beyond repair.

{I promise she’ll try harder}

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