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Love is a china doll
It is fragile
One false move, and it is shattered
with shards, sharp and jutting, embedded into skin
Slowly, slowly bleed.
Love is a china doll
Guarded, placed upon the highest shelf
A prize to show off, a trophy to
flaunt in front of those who have lost
Pretty to the eye, cold to the touch.
Love is a china doll
Beauty in the eyes of a child
Hungry for lace and trimming and
a secret glade in which to play
Sparkle fades, but pure white skin
hugged against a longing chest,
Is Precious. Porcelain.
Comments (7 Comments)
- CiCi CYANiDE - 01/22/2010
- Absolutely amazing. ♥
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- aL ycious - 01/30/2009
- A little cliche. I didn't enjoy this poem until I started the last section. I loved the lines "hungry for lace and trimming and, a secret glade in which to play". That one really sticks out. If I could rate just those two lines, I'd give them 4/5.
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- ninja-kyoko-chan - 07/19/2008
- so true
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- Elluta - 07/16/2008
- it's kinda emo but that's why i like it >.>
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- Elluta - 07/16/2008
- it's absolutely great.
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- dn_angle_fan - 07/16/2008
- its good but the it kinda emo and creepy so 4/5
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- Winry_Rockbell799 - 07/16/2008
- You have a lot of talent at writing poetry. I really liked it. It was interesting to see all the images and how you used the metaphor of the china doll. 5/5 XD
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