Shes like an abused piece of clothing
With moth holes and stains
Years of neglect fades her coloring
Its easy to tell she was beautiful once,
A true work of art
But through you,
Shes become so ugly
That shes an embarrassment.
You could tell, with material like that,
She was fragile,
Not made to withstand torture
Which made her a perfect target.
You pounced eagerly,
Like a vulture on its prey.
Taking your time,
You slowly broke her, faded her
Until she was too weak and hideous to go anywhere else
Congratulations, youve succeeded in your task
Stand back and take a look at your work
Youve unraveled her
Shes come undone.
Submitted: October 17th, 2002
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