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Sreeyaa Jun 2020
Time healed,
angry open cuts,
to smaller red lines

Time healed,
crimson openings,
to thin white scars

Time healed,
mosty because,
I really wanted it to
Sreeyaa Feb 2022
Dim moonlight
stars illuminating the dark skies
my hand in yours, sparkles in our eyes
can we lay like this, for hours straight?
Long nights under the skies>>>
Sreeyaa May 2020
And every time I look
into the mirror, I see a fighter,
proud of the fading scars, that grace her heart,
the one you turned into a warrior
Sreeyaa May 2020
I live in two worlds,

one in my head, a fantasy,
a world created by my words,
a get-away, an escape from reality,

another, the authentic actuality,
a stark contrast to my verses,
in disparity with the picture in my head,

of how it's supposed to be

— The End —