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A Tiny Heart Made of Tissue Paper and Wax

Updated on January 3, 2012

Once upon a time,

There lived a little old lady,

As sweet as ginger,

With a very weak back,

And a tiny heart,

Made of tissue paper and wax.


In good times,

She loved to drink her red wine,

As warm pink rainbows,

Marshmellow unicorns,

and gold butterflies,

Danced in her mind.


For most of her days,

She hid behind strange shadows,

In light hues of gray,

And peered through tiny windows,

To stare at the sun,

As the golden rays hit her every which way.


As the evenings slid by,

She would peek through the cracks,

One by one,

That covered the walls,

Of her tiny little house made out of wax.


Stubborn as a mule,

She insisted on waiting by her phone,

Like some weak little tool,

In giant pink bunny slippers,

For a call that never came,

From a once charming man,

Who loved to whisper

Sweet nothings in her ear,

Which drove her insane.


She simply adored him,

And never let go,

Even as he vanished into thin air.

He was able to put on quite a show.


He was known by everyone in town,

For many years to come,

As Mister "Love Them and Leave Them"

With a heart made of crumbs,

Only looking for fun.

.

With her wrinkles and crinkles,

And soft little lines,

She wanted to stay hidden,

As she began to lose her mind.


Nevertheless,

She kept on trying,

To make it through another day,

Even though she failed at everything,

That was sadly put in her way.


One day as she clutched her tiny heart,

Made of tissue paper and wax,

She decided it was time to smash the hands,

Of her grandfather's old worn out clock,

And hide herself away for good this time,

In a beat up old torn up box,

That she once used as a child,

To store away all her sweet cut up hearts,

That she lovingly pasted together,

Before she fell apart.


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      MissMelissaK 5 years ago from Stuart, Florida

      Thank you aslaught. Have a good night everyone.

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      aslaught 5 years ago from Alabama

      Beautiful poem.

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      MissMelissaK 5 years ago from Stuart, Florida

      Oh thank you. That's pretty cool. I'm glad!

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      Capedium 5 years ago from Texas.

      Haunting??? LOL

      Your poem has a brilliant story line

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      MissMelissaK 5 years ago from Stuart, Florida

      Thank you. That was pretty cool what you wrote there too. Wow, very haunting.

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      Capedium 5 years ago from Texas.

      Interesting...

      She always fail in everything..

      Because every man she met never stayed..

      She decided, it was time to break the hands.

      Let go of the path that leads to a shadows land

      Her hope was lost.. Dreams turn to night mare

      As she said good bye to her dearest friend.

      Hope and cherished thought of yesterday..

      It's a lovely poem..

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      MissMelissaK 5 years ago from Stuart, Florida

      Thank you DanielNeff and Capedium... No it's not too autobiographical. lol :) The poem is basically about a woman whose dreams had faded to dust but as a little girl she was delightful and full of so much promise and hope.

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      Capedium 5 years ago from Texas.

      Nice.. Confusing.. Calm and touching

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      DanielNeff 5 years ago from Asheville, NC

      Beautiful and sad at the same time. I hope this is not too autobiographical.