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Christina P Apr 2019
I remember your smile,
as wide as a child's.
Your rose colored lips,
dimples on your cheeks.

I remember your eyes
shining after too many glasses of wine.
With no place to be
but by each other's side.

I remember my heart
skipping a beat when you touched my face.
And your quickened breath
right before our lips met.

I remember thinking
that this was it.
A love like in the movies,
made for you and me.

I remember the day
when my world came crashing down,
because you built walls
out of lies.

And I remember every detail
when I wish I didn't.
Because all I want
is to forget.
Christina P Mar 2019
As I am lying here in my bed
I can't help but feel like a fraud
Because in order to deal with my scars
I create characters
Who speak the words
I will never be able to say myself
Christina P Feb 2019
I'm standing here in the shower,
scalding hot water running down my skin.
A desperate attempt to gain back power
over the harrowing pain within.
But I feel myself fading away,
with every tear dripping off my chin.
And I am longing for the day,
when this will all just be a distant memory.
Christina P Apr 2016
As I walk the empty streets
It's just the moon and me
I can hear it talking
Talking to me about joy and pain
And as the light washes over my face
I can feel my secrets unraveling
I feel every inch of my soul
And I have no regrets
Because I have never felt more naked
As in the middle of the night
Alone with my thoughts
Just the moon and me
Christina P Mar 2016
You think you can treat us however you want
Because to you women are just toys
Something to throw away after using it
But you know what?
People aren't dolls.
You can't just put us back into a box
And expect us to stay there
When you are done playing
Sooner or later one of us will stand up to you
Someone who is braver than I will ever be
And all those women
All those poor women
Will finally be free
And wow, I hope it happens soon
Because I have never felt this powerless
And I don't know how to go on

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