Glass girl
A delicate girl made of glass, lay glimmering and still, in a teardrop shaped room. With the beautiful foliage of her life sprouting from the roots of her fragile ribcage, blooming around the edges of her waveless pursed lips which when spoke, would speak a garden. Above her hung the silver moon, which captured all of its radiance from studying the twinkle of her glossy eyes, and the shimmer of her porcelain skin. Slowly as the earth began to shift and the gap between the stars and her heart grew more distant, the silver moon fell more in love, with the way she would fall to sleep. Drenched in the moons fluorescent glow, he melted away her glass caged figure. With rays of sunlight projecting from the underneath of her glass veins, and her glass hair. She was the sun and he was the moon, living in a glass sky where everything around them could be shattered to pieces, but they could never be broken.
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