She's No Glass DollA Poem by MarlenaOn the inside of her smooth carcass, a demon grows.
Moonlight falls down on the dark
there's a face there, with an ethereal glow
porcelain skin and fiber glass bones
cherry painted lips and wide brown eyes.
She's beautiful, she's gorgeous but the years have left a mark
in her silk dress her face is happy but,
on the inside of her smooth carcass
a demon grows.
She was made with a velvet heart deep inside
stitched in so lovingly, so willingly divine
but with the years and the memories
her beautiful exterior shatters
like glass, they scatter on the floor
many slip out of the moonlight.
Things held close to her velvet heart fade
-memories, voices, laughter-
not today.
One brown eye cracked and broken the other looks at the moonlight longingly.
She can't move so she'll take it all, despite her looks, she's no glass doll. © 2009 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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Added on July 21, 2009Last Updated on July 22, 2009 AuthorMarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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