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Enola Cabrera Apr 2016
He held the knife with such grace
As he looked timidly in his victims face
His lips were spread wide at the slicing
With such elegance it was enticing

-EC
Enola Cabrera Apr 2016
She sagged to the floor with despair
Feeling as if she was deprived of air
Her world was ripped from under her feet
The only feeling she had left was defeat

-EC
Enola Cabrera Apr 2016
You
My crown began to overflow
With emotions, thoughts that are never to be shared
               YOU drank my salty tears as if they were water
Feeding off my innocence
Flooding my senses with your skilled deception
                        You TRICKED me into believing you cared                            
Left ME in a black hole, convinced I didn’t deserve more      
Knowing I would let you in AGAIN
If you would say,
I love you beautiful

   YOU TRICKED ME AGAIN.

-EC
Enola Cabrera Apr 2016
Drip Drop was the sound of the sky’s tears as they hit they the cold dead ground, With every drop came a memory of you
Slowly, vivid images resurfaced
At once your face flooded my thoughts,
Your voice  painfully stopped my breathing
I came to relish your eyes and the parading flames behind them
The art you paint and the games you play,
You are so skillfully crafted, its
Beautiful
-EC
Enola Cabrera Apr 2016
YOU left me on the floor
Just LEFT and slammed the door
Reassuring ME I didn't deserve more
Leaving me EMPTY in my core
YOU LEFT ME EMPTY
-EC

— The End —