A Cover in Pursue of Beauty


A white porcelain doll,

 Is never hidden in fear,

She is never covered in regret,

But she has something I love,

The power: To forget...


No mind to consume her time,

No passion to lust for,

No ugly to hide from,

No hate to see with horror....


Her face is clean,

Her smile is pure,

Her body is perfect,

No blimshes or impurties to endure...


To be like her,

To live like a doll,

Is like the mask I wear,

So I can be beautiful to all...


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