My Porcelain Doll

by Lost and Delirious   Jun 12, 2009


My Porcelain Doll is beautiful,
brown hair and brown eyes,
dainty hands and dainty feet.

Dressed in a wedding gown,
white as freshly fallen snow,
and a veil covering her flawless face.

She sits up on that high shelf,
watching
and seeing too much.

Her big brown eyes watching me,
protecting,
but she can't do much to save me.

She talks to me late at night,
almost singing,
trying to tell me to stop.

And as I continue getting my heart broken
and as I continue bleeding from the inside,
She continues to shed a tear every now and then.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Love Panda

    Im not too keen on the outcome of this poem.
    i love the title, and the start feels so strong but nearing the end the poem it starts to lose what captured me in the 1st place.the last line doesnt ring true to me, and maybe after

    'She sits up on that high shelf,
    watching
    and seeing too much.

    Her big brown eyes watching me,
    protecting,
    but she can't do much to save me.'

    you could add a few more stanzas, to give it a little bit of an oomph.nice;y wrote out, so good work.

    Excellent.

    IBE
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