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Crystalized
I am a crystalized element, frozen within time. My lips are glass, my face is porcelain. My hair is fragile, like icicles long and cold. My skin is breakable, I am made of glass. My eyes are like gems that will follow your every move. I am a crytalized element, I cannot feel pain. My sheild has become durable against your words and actions. I am easily breakable if my heart you are to shatter as you have many times, like broken time and matter. My bones are concrete they hold me down so I can hold out through the storm. I am a crystalized element, almost not real. My bones, skin, and face are glass, my lips are painted porcelain, my eyes crystals. I'm not really here, I am just the shell of a person, so you can hurt me and cut me down. I am made steel, diamond, slate; I am bullet proof against you cold actions, I am deaf to your laughter and words, I am mute to talk back to you because you do not listen, I am blind because I cannot see, I am alone in this glass world of mirrors and ice. Where if someone doesn't look like everyone else you are not good enough. In a world where people are perfect, and things never go wrong. I stare through my glass showcase into this world gone mad and feel pain and fear because I belong in this crystlized world with it's fake people and fake lives, where people are always happy and never depressed or sad. Where you have to have a solid gold reason to have something wrong with you, where the only blood is shead is when someone is tearing you down until there is nothing left but a sheet of skin and a pile of bones. Until you finally crack and shatter and you are nothing but dust in the wind, alone and that is when you are thrown away like a peice of trash because now you are broken and you have to leave now. I know these things, I know of this world, I was born and sculpted into their lives, made to be perfect and if something happen to me then I would be dust like the rest. Because I am simply a crystalized element.
Published 16th Sep 2011
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