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Tag: Poetry

Heal.

The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.

Scribble.

Some battles fought; survived and lost.

Issues.

She sees a soul trapped in a body with self worth issues.

Dark.

All I could see was, his dark brown eyes staring at me.

Life and Death.

I wonder if I’ve ever let you know, my feelings for you were so true and pure.

Reflection.

I kept searching for you. To talk to you about how my day went.

Crowd.

Craving isolation, embracing myself, I slept on the couch.

Revenge.

Now the melodies have changed and your words have lost their rhyme.

Growth.

I respect them for they were just being themselves.

Hurt.

The wonderful dreams turned into nightmares when you started deceiving my sight.

Cheers.

Here’s to the words that dig deeper than the wounds.

Toxic.

You could’ve loved her for everything she had to offer, instead you turned her cold.