Shattered (A Poem)

A moment ago everything was fine

Like the pattern of a china precious

Lines that comfort with cautious certainty

Specious form of dainty contentedness.

 

Then you came and everything was shattered

Nothing even mattered after your blow

Battered down the slowness of my defense.

And the growing end of tolerance rose.

 

A moment ago everything was fine

Like the pattern of a china precious

Lines that comfort with cautious certainty

Specious form of dainty contentedness.

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