January 7th, 2019
I grew up in a Dollhouse
That I left behind
I’m too old to play games
And there is no rewind
I can’t go home
Because all of it was fake
And just because I’m not porcelain
Doesn’t mean that I don’t break
They can’t fix me in a workshop
Because I’m no longer a Doll
And no matter what they tell me
One pill can’t cure it all
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I love your photo Karissa! Also everything that you write that tells me so much about you!
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Amazing !
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