Dedication: Jadan's Darkling I think you are a fantastic writer so I wanted to dedicate this to you.

The Porcelain Doll

There is a doll inside the lost and found

Her face pristine and porcelain

I’d never thought I’d see

A face like hers again

I saw her in a shop window once

Eyes of crystal blue

But something was hidden deep inside

Something even she knew

Behind that little face of hers

No flaws ever for show

Was a soul cold and calculating

No one would ever know

A dress made of the finest silk

Draped about her lightly

Her perfect mask set in place

It shined ever so brightly

A little girl bought her one day

Brought her home so she could play

Never once did that doll

Mutter or complain at all

She hated life the way it was

Hiding behind her silk and lace

Never once was there shown

The scared little one behind her face

The little girl got bored with her

Dropped her in a box one day

"Mommy she is to perfect I’m bored she said"

Mommy was confused but left her for dead

Some days others would pick her out

Then leave her again taking the same route

Of the little girl from the first day

She is to perfect they all would say

Each time she was left she would become weak

Her features becoming dull as we speak

She was the porcelain doll with the broken face

Because she wouldn’t let her shield be erased

There she lies forever in that box

For her it is not the lost and found

She has been broken batter and tossed

But no one cares, she is just the broken doll who is lost