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Feb 13
don't touch me, for i might crack
don't hit me, for i might break
don't yell at me, for i will shatter

these glass walls hold my porcelain soul,
but cannot protect me from the world
the pain, the love, the hurtβ€”

paint my face the way it should be
a smile and bright red cheeks
i am yours to design
Millee
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Millee  19/F/my noggin'
(19/F/my noggin')   
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