Hydrargyrum

Hydrargyrum

A Poem by RainbowFlames

So pretty, yet so do poisonous all at once.
When broken, she beads into a small ball of almost invisible and delicate beauty.
But when touched is a dangerous item meant to be handled carefully.
The way she’ll go up but never down unless shaken.
One sip of her vile beauty will forever cast you into a bliss of lightheaded and almost perfect darkness.
She is your blind leader and hopeless savior.
She is beauty,
She is passion,
She is death.

 

© 2009 RainbowFlames


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Added on June 13, 2009