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You came to me
Head upright
Back straight
Yet the shadow silhouetting
the door
Is not the genuine article

It's a beautiful doll
with broken springs
And a porcelain face
cracked in half
But held together by slivers of clay

I see unspilled tears
threatening to make little rivulets down
blushing cheeks

And the slender fingers
that tremble so slightly
And the walk that falters

It's so painful to watch
A walking time bomb
Push the red button
It's time for your self-destruction