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Fragile

she was fragile as glass
but lived in a house of stone.
many claimed to have loved her
but she never felt more alone.
she was beautiful yes indeed
but through her eyes you can
see her soul bleed.
she never got the chance
to see her own children grow
many say it's because "we
reap what we have sown"
solely because we dare speak
of things we do not know.
if you meet her try to greet her
instead of trying to rake her
bones. shes fragile and
shes broken in places she'll
never show.

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  1. Date: 2/6/2013 5:30:00 PM

    yes she exist. she the fool you spoke of.