she turned to porcelain skin and knotted veins

blood spilling from still lips, staining her bone white flesh in aching crimson

her tears turned to gloss before hollow eyes

and she pleaded for a single, resounding beat from a shattered glass heart

but even that had lost its thrum

her words spilled from a sunken chest as it became stone

spilling until they were gone

leaving only an empty girl behind

every treasure beneath her skin

stolen

and lost