**I wrote this poem off of a prompt of my own creation. If you use this prompt, please give me credit for the prompt.**

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**Prompt: Use the metaphor of glass bones and paper skin to describe vulnerability. Shape the poem around someone who navigates the world with intense fragility, yet still manages to stand tall.**

With glass bones

And paper skin,

I push through

Thick and thin.

I shatter

Quite easily,

Fragile like glass,

Through hard times

I’m not sure I’ll pass.

If you push me

Off the edge,

Down to the ground below,

I’ll break

Into a million shining pieces,

Like a shattered mirror.

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_Shatter,_

_Fracture,_

_Break…_

When I fall,

I break

Like my bones are glass.

That’s why

I try

To limit my setbacks,

My falls,

I just want to

Stand tall.

_It’s hard to_

_Navigate this world_

_With glass bones _

_And paper skin…_

You could easily

Tear me apart

Like a piece of paper,

Shred me up

In a fit of rage.

_Fragile,_

_That’s just how I am._

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_But…_

_Fragility doesn’t mean_

_Weakness._

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_I am in no way_

_Weak._

For isn’t it harder to

Navigate this world

When you could be

So easily torn down?

For doesn’t it take more strength to

Have a fragile heart

And not ever break it?

It takes strength

To stand tall when you’re stuck

With glass bones

And paper skin.