China Doll (part 2)

by Blossom Ruoqen

On Monday: I struggled to make up and double the effort that I tend to in school.
I arrived home defeated, unnerved and depleted. I talked to my sister to chill.
I withheld from her nothing – no secrets or bluffing. And then Tuesday night she was killed.

I stand through opposition and my inhibitions: break free from this porcelain mold.
If I’ve been forsaken and lost without breaken’, than it means I’m not china doll cold.

I stand by the window remembering free flow, and wish that I could join you there.
Forever alone and foretold was my sorrow, I chose not to listen, but live.

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  1. China Doll (part 2)

    A Joker's Buddy Icon A Joker

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I absolutely love your flow. So poetic.

  2. China Doll (part 2)

    Brebelles' Buddy Icon Brebelles

    Posted 5 months ago

    Aww, honey. You amaze me ever time. You make something sad into something beautifully sad. I love you, Blossom. My friend, my sister.(Unfortunatelynot by blood. D:)

  3. China Doll (part 2)

    Luuvvxiz_90's Buddy Icon Luuvvxiz_90

    Posted 5 months ago

    yes you need to live on for all of us that love you with all our hearts.

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