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Porcelain dolls with their cream white skin

Sit with light eyes in the toy store windows

I pick



At the brown of my own

I type in ‘beautiful girls’ around the world

And see images that I cannot relate to

A quiet segregation

My existence a natural separation from

What society tells me I should look like and be

But I do NOT let it define me

Because there is


In diversity

By @consciousthoughts

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Flat 66: Poem

Disclaimer: With this poem I took on a character, not all my poems are a reflection of myself. This character in my poem is rather obsessive, I love writing poems that are like short stories. Anyways,


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