Here lies a slightly brittle marionette doll,limbs dangling from her sockets. Tears lay frozen upon her face lingering beneath dark beady eyes. A tad bit broken but equally as beautiful. The dreams she once held high now lays fractured upon the floor.
Her identity is lost as is her voice. Bruises mimic a plague while her face is only sheltered by porcelain hands. Gentle hands brushed against her skin attempting to smooth out the cracks and mold her back into perfection. Those same hands slowly tighten their hold, crushing her to smithereens.
She pushes to her feet trying to find hope so she can start her routine again. She takes two steps to crumble at the last. Hair falls into her plastic coated eyes,shielding her from seeing all in view. Haunted smiles spread across her face as she reminiscences of the times she's fallen the habit she cant break.
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