Porcelain Doll
And another one is lost into the darkness that consumes the girls mind. Yet another pebble thrust into the vast waters that crash in her mind.
Another ripple is created.
It joins with another.
The seemingly small effects meld together, forming a symphony of screams that echo at the basin of her heart.
Her face cracks, clay shards tumble down as the tsunami crashes against the shoreline.
It devours everything it touches.
Nothing remains unscathed.
Her lips fall to the ground
Shattered
Clay floating atop the violent ocean.
There is no calm.
There is no break in the flow.
All is lost.
There is no peace that they all pray for.
It is all, what once was so well hidden, ruined in the wake of disaster.
But so is the life of a porcelain doll.
Another ripple is created.
It joins with another.
The seemingly small effects meld together, forming a symphony of screams that echo at the basin of her heart.
Her face cracks, clay shards tumble down as the tsunami crashes against the shoreline.
It devours everything it touches.
Nothing remains unscathed.
Her lips fall to the ground
Shattered
Clay floating atop the violent ocean.
There is no calm.
There is no break in the flow.
All is lost.
There is no peace that they all pray for.
It is all, what once was so well hidden, ruined in the wake of disaster.
But so is the life of a porcelain doll.
-Lindsey
This is beautiful! I love how descriptive it is! I get a really vivid picture in my mind from reading this :) Great job!
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