i'm a paper doll,
and you're porcelain
and, third person
of this tale
is a god; he made us,
both
of us
he's an absentminded 2nd grader,
however --
he forgot to draw
my face on
and everyone knows,
i always
speak about myself
through facial expressions,
you use
body-actions
but, he,
mistaken again
dropped you, you
shattered and i
prayed to be
pasted on
a paper airplane


♥

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