her tattered dress barely held her together,
lose strings twirled around her fingers,
lose buttons tucked behind her ears,
and words tumbled from her pale spotted lips
as she sang a melancholy tune:
'it will all come crashing,
like expensive rubies
& irreplaceable wine glasses'
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC
her tattered dress barely held her together,
lose strings twirled around her fingers,
lose buttons tucked behind her ears,
and words tumbled from her pale spotted lips
as she sang a melancholy tune:
'it will all come crashing,
like expensive rubies
& irreplaceable wine glasses'
i was gonna make this rhyme but eh. old poetry that i resurrected from the depths of my tumblr.
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