Slashes Through Porcelain Poem by Miss Fairytale

My exquisite death;
When I slash at darkness
To bleed sunlight
When mortals cry
And souls unite
My ragged truth fills hearts
My pure intentions
Deceive minds.

The slashes through my porcelain
Still leak one thousand tears
Each time you touch me
You’ll have to drink my fears.

Diamond dusted eyes sparkle at me
Influencing a dream of throbbing destiny
The living land lacks
imagination.
Emotions ride high in me.

The slashes through my porcelain
Still leak one thousand fears
Each time you touch me
You’ll have to drink my tears.