_ _ _ _ _ ~ G L A S S
From particles of tiny beads
My future frame humans will conceive
Making over my purpose in life
With new rules I must abide
Everything I shall believe
Everything that makes me, me
Will be invisible from their naked eye
They'll see through me with selective sight
No voice to force them to hear my pleads
No limbs to collapse on my knees
And so my emotions will form fragile
Waiting for shattered to become my profile
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A/N Comment if you know what the thing in the poem has become! I'm hoping this one is a touch harder ;)
Good luck and enjoy your day/night!
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poems of anonymity
PoetryWithin these letters I have sense, Without the explanation, Written by a creature, Who secludes my configuration, Do you dear reader, have the knowledge, To decipher me into meaning, And unlock my true appearance, Understand my formal being? ... Cop...
