Porcelain

I am very similar
To my porcelain skin,
Smooth on the surface
Yet hollow within.
If you look close
You can trace my tracks,
Of this worn exterior
That’s started to crack.
I’m strong & sturdy
But a fragile little thing,
My strength is carried
On my broken wings.
Just one last drop
I will fail to exist,
As history will scatter
Into a porcelain mist.

K

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18 Responses to Porcelain

  1. So poignantly beautiful. 😘

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  2. Love love love love this

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  3. This is a good one.

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  4. Rajiv says:

    Milady, you under estimate yourself!

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  5. AJ says:

    Porcelain forged in hot furnaces – strong, delicate and beautiful.

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  6. My porcelain queen i will serve you in life and death till love set us apart

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  7. TheSentinel334 says:

    A porcelain piece only becomes
    More valuable over time as it endures the passage of time and the adoration of many admirers, the cracks and lines only add to its value, making it a priceless
    Piece of beauty inside and out

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  8. i love the sing-songy juxtaposition against the topic. Well done.

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