The Marble
I wish I wasn't
An ice-blue marble.
Seeming
Meek minded and quiet,
Cold and bitter,
A streaked interior,
Unable to change,
Unable to feel,
Unable to love and comfort,
Insignificant,
Unnoticed,
Easily lost
Rolling
to the doors of hell.


                                  Barbie Marsh
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