Crushed Creation

November 24, 2009
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Looking like the character from a “Tim Burton” movie,
She rested her tired, clumsy head upon my chest.
Her frizzy black hair slowly wrapped itself around my neck.
Each strand acting in sequence to one another.
Her cocoon of fish nets had half way fallen,
Her eye shadow faded down her pale, scratched cheeks.
The once fairy tale villain, is now a heartbroken reality.

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