Porcelain.A Poem by AutumnBellSomehow, I look, I see. Somehow, I feel, I breath. Sometimes, I cry, I break. Sometimes, I smile, I laugh. And maybe, It's just my porcelain facade.
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AutumnBellSaskatoon, CanadaAboutWell, where to start. Writing has been something that has let me express who I want to be, and what I see and feel about the world. It's an open door, a window into something more. What you are wri.. more..Writing
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