Her hair in spiral curls,
Face painted into a perpetual smile,
Eyes wide soaking in the world.
She is small, malleable, yet stiff.
Her skin is smooth, hard, and evenly colored.
Flawless porcelain.
A toy to be played with.
Her beauty seen, but not understood.
Rough hands lift the doll, intrigued for a time, yet unsatisfied.
Tossed to the side her smooth porcelain shell cracks.
Her hair remains in spiral curls,
Face painted into a perpetual smile,
Eyes wide soaking.
She is small, malleable, yet stiff.
Her skin is cracked, broken, and evenly colored.
Flawed Porcelain.
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