Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Frailty

Frail, my skin
Pink strips of fabric
Protecting, sheltering
Whatever lies within
Loose stitching
Holds me together
I was carelessly
Constructed
They breathe life into me
Life and light
I glow in the candlelight
Uncannily bright
I am flawed
But I am adored
I will die by the sword

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