August 16th, 2017
Don’t play with me
I’m not a toy
I am fragile
And you’re a boy
Porcelain skinned
Cursed to live
Half hearted smile
But so much to give
What do I do
I’m only a Doll
Pushed to my limits
I still put in my all
I’m lost in this world
I just need my space
I’m just that dang Doll
That can’t find her place
Doll Poetry 
Hi Karissa! I like this poem best, especially the pun on your name. You must have had a great English teacher in the past …
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Thank you Miss Gonzalez, I would say that is true!
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