The Crystal Necklace

A brief shop
Across the world
Now lays with me
A clear pearl crystal necklace,

While screaming at me
To put it on
It glimmers in the sun,

If you look closely
A powerful multi-coloured land will be revealed,

Black knots made from thread
Twistin in between
Unnoticeable plastic,

Swaying side to side
In the cold, whispering, winter wind,

Carved in in the shape of Europe
Never forgotten.