March 16, 2018
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I look down at her
Holding that....
Fragile hand.
She delicate
Nothing anyone would bother....
The porcelain skin
One touch, and she would
S-H-A-T-T-E-R shatter...

I look down at her
Warm tears caressing her cold cheek,
Begging for mercy,
Begging for a hug..
Nothing can convince me to feel pity,
for such a miserable creature

I look down at her
Hoping everything will turn around.
But, nothing would blind me
From this truth

I look down at her
Holding that
Cold, Lifeless
Fragile hand....

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