PAPER DOLL
paper doll
estefaaano_writes
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delicate.
fragile.
a paper doll.
life happens,
creasing with each passing call.
pristine at first,
exceptional form.
destiny comes through the covert norm.
folded here,
creased wherever.
bent again,
lines grown together.
experiences pierced its marks and scars,
shaping the me that life's design mars.
felicity add color; vibrant hues,
sorrows pale, leave shades solemn, blues.
our choices creates a novel fold,
inscribing the story that's been long foretold.
tattered.
crumpled.
bearing this life of heavy prints,
beauty found in every faded hints.
handled with care,
still, inevitably torn.
this paper doll
by living is worn.
fragile, yes,
but resilient.
delicate art.
a keepsake to cherish,
hold sacred in heart.
can mend each tear and grievous crease
but worn with grace, finds hard-earned peace.
paper doll,
temporal art.
crafted by life, before falling apart.
delicate vessel of all the days I knew,
a fragile heart, where sweet sorrows grew.
got me teared up.
ReplyDeleteI guess I'm made of paper after all.
ReplyDeletethanks estefaaano for this masterpiece. 🥹🤍
this piece takes a deep look at life's path, with all its ups and downs. It shows how the marks of experience, even the wear and tear of life can be beautiful. 💫
ReplyDelete🤍🤍🤍
ReplyDeletea new favorite piece!
ReplyDeleteI love this dong Steph. Keep it up. The fam will wait for your book soonest. 🙏🏻