I used to be a vase
You used to have a young face
And he used to use me
And she used to see clearly.  

Smashed
Squished
Newborn wrinkles cry.
Young
But old enough to know
To say no.
Fade out of life
Fade into death
The cinematography isn't right
Choppy transitions, patchy light,
Shade and sugar.
Yes, drug her.

I used to be a vase
Wrapped in paper, just in case.