Porcelain Doll-man
Tonight, I write about how sometimes we have to shatter everything to find the pieces that matter most.
I see myself in a picture, Looking far away, looking removed, And I want to run away from everything They asked me to do,
or just sledge- hammer the flawed porcelain doll-man standing on the stage singing words so well he doesn’t realize, like Monkee’s, they are genuine words of other people who
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