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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
#5

Submitted: July 07, 2011

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Although my glass, it is still aching.

Broken hands and bodies hated.

I will not be his for taking.

Opened up and fleshy faded..

 

Sockets burst, too low for seeing.

Skies undraping from the ceiling.

"I will not." I kept repeating.

Sink into a numbing feeling..

 

She was gone because I said so.

Not because you were unblinded.

She was bleeding out the window.

She still is, but you won't find it..

 

Kiss my empty eyes so lonely.

Stitch a smile to their faces.

Break and bending, kick and hold me.

Met the people in their places..

 

Cry into my lover's host.

Skin so hidden from the light.

Killing things I love the most.

Don't lie to me, it's not alright.


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