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porcelain
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Morgan
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like a doll. He slid fingertips across her exposed shoulder. Oh, how heavenly are the glimpses of her radiance glowing through.
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vega
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Well painted smiles flashed over echoes of emptiness fragile cold porcelain My god, I hate suburbia
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Aimee
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in my dreams I'm dying all the time...
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010916
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ilovepatsajak
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porcelain dolls frightened me when i was little. i didn't really like dolls because their eyes never closed and that scared me for some reason. then they started with the blinking dolls and i was so happy.
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ellen cherry charles
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..so this is goodbye, this is goodbye... moby
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ClairE
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I'll hear Thursday again soon.
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hsg
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moby "Porcelain" In_my_dreams I'm_dying all_the_time As_I_wake its Kaleidoscopic_Mind I never_meant_to_hurt_you I never meant to lie So this is goodbye This_is_goodbye Tell the truth you never wanted me Tell_me In my_dreams I'm jealous all the time As I wake I'm_going_out of_my_mind Going_out_of_my_mind
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In_Bloom
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(a song in my lullabyes)
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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