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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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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