Gash to Passage

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
One of my darker poems. Wrote it with inspiration of self-image in mind.

Submitted: May 13, 2013

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Submitted: May 13, 2013




Bit her lip and spilled

Red over white satin pleats

Curving, molding, strangling


And whispering: don't do it


Broke her legs and saw

Perfection in the angles

A bent mind, and 20/20


Who needs to run anyway?


Tore her heart out

Thought it looked nice

Just not in her


Maybe she could give it away.


Her eyes betrayed her so she

Clawed, scratched at the little blue

Deceivers that never forget


Felt them piercing her, needles to see



Ripped the satin and convulsions

Tore trough the blanket of navy

A splintered soul waves back


Maybe she should have run



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