Minuscule sharp shards

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Standing still a statue made of porcelain 

on my wooden floors

That's how I wanted to be when I was young 

a beauty to admire a delicate piece of art 

held steady by the firmest earth 

why did you have to walk in

with stomping steps 

why did you run towards me madly 

skull in your hand 

why did I not see the trails of blood 

dragging from your feet that you never

looked back at not once not ever who can see

 when you dropped me and saw tiny pieces

 white specks spread that 

glittered you breaking me

did you wonder how lovely it would have been

to stand still and admire 

the beauty I could've been

the artistry of who I wanted to be

that no one can see it anymore not even you

now that I prickle into the world

minuscule sharp shards

Written By : Aaryan Gupta
















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