[MoonfallTheFox]

Breath burns it's way down her lifeless throat
Jagged flames of iron
Trapped bird thus as her fabric heart flutters
Striving to break free
Tears dance behind her china eyelids
Begging to be loosed
Innocence taunts her
Something she will never have
The scent of Denial tints the air
Bittersweet but beautiful
Twice her heart is torn
Upon the floor the peices lie
Blood beading on her chest
Red petals on a broken doll
Tearstreaks on her dirty face
The glass eyes blink alive
One breath she has and with it she cries
Again a doll, alone she dies.




A story of a china Doll who's heart has broken. The drawing isn't finished, but the story and art are both (C) me.

[Lvbsquirt]

Wow. That is deep.