The Hollywood porcelain doll

Windows of her soul gazing upon decades of high points an flaws until the flesh of perfection is disintergrated underneath a mask shelled as thick as a porcelain doll the fire of her lonilness burns Every angle of her soul as the interest of the world , fame, as well as beauty begins to fall will she be strong enough to keep going in spite of it all. Crying for sanity, peace, a source of compassion and release who will remember The Hollywood' porcelain doll when she is deceased