Breaking Down

She was a window 

Her pains clear and vivid 

But then came a storm 

One of great destruction 

A storm that threw a rock at those clear vivid panes 

One rock spider cracked 

The cuts running deep

Splintering out 

Making her perfection into a disarray of colors 

 

Bella_create9

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15 years old

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    I saw her 

    Her curls glistening in the warm honey haze of the afternoon sun

    Her eyes were bright and aware 

    Knowing and seeing

    Seeing 

    She was seeing me 

    Looking 
  • Friendship

    The bond formed by words 

    But evermore a wordless vow

    A vow charged with thick through thin

    A bond hardened by trust and poison 

    Manipulated and chiseled from those unspoken words 
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    She had been born from blood and tears 

    She had fought 

    Winning 

    Losing 

    Searching for something only found in fairy tales 

    Adventuring into tales of princes and princesses