like a glass of human blood,
fragile and breakable
either love can be soft
like a peacock feather.
flutter your wine muscle
be content and sigh,
sleep sweet night away.
or can be tough
like a sharp sword,
pierce hard
shatter into small pieces
difficult to mend it back
together.






someone else won and they are so good. i gonna try and improve next time! 


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