Porcelain china,
Adorned in flowery
Midnight green, a color.
I held it in my hands,
Firm a clasp, well bound.
Crash!
Tiny pieces allover,
Countless chunks,
Some sharp edges,
Cutting in deep,
Spots of blood, dripping.
Hush!
Eerie silence uncomfortable,
Another means to croon,
To the tunes of human vice,
China broken, shattered.
Sigh!
What different fate could it be,
Ours, when stumbled upon,
By the dark creepy Grey shades?
Ah! pity! Even my china stood no chance.
Forget me!
Adorned in flowery
Midnight green, a color.
I held it in my hands,
Firm a clasp, well bound.
Crash!
Tiny pieces allover,
Countless chunks,
Some sharp edges,
Cutting in deep,
Spots of blood, dripping.
Hush!
Eerie silence uncomfortable,
Another means to croon,
To the tunes of human vice,
China broken, shattered.
Sigh!
What different fate could it be,
Ours, when stumbled upon,
By the dark creepy Grey shades?
Ah! pity! Even my china stood no chance.
Forget me!
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Awesome write. Liked the style. Impressed.
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Even my china stood no chance.
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