Sharp Shards

by Harshita Das aged 12

Sharp shards are tough
Yet they are forged from delicate glass
They reflect the whiteness around
Not overshadow their dark

They can penetrate deep
They can cover someone in red
They are killers in plain sight
They can drop a person dead

Yet then, why are they so elegant?
Crystal-like beauty which pierces through
They attract you towards harm
Am I attracted too?

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