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Nadia Apr 2016
I took him in to all of my sacred places and
He learned all of the ways that I pray.

Our hearts met on one accord,
or so i thought.
Our bodies met, that much I knew,
And him?
He knew me not.

To his credit, he works swiftly.
Eyes like ice but his love was colder.
His voice; perpetually shaky but his
Hands were bolder.

I paid for his piety with the promise of
Always being aloof, always remaining a mystery and
He let me think I was his religion.

I was a lesser god.
He was hellfire.
We danced until the world burned.

Be careful of who you love, and who you let love you.
False prophets have silver tongues.
Nadia Apr 2016
So...
So.
I was told
that it takes time to heal
a broken heart.
I hear writing helps too.
So...
So.
I'm trying both.
When my heart
If my heart grows back
I don't want it to grow back crooked
like my fathers
like yours
I've forgiven you now
after all this time.
It wasn't you.
It never was you
Nadia Apr 2012
Beep
Hey,it's me.
There's a few things
I just thought you should know,
If you still cared.
I took the job,
We're moving in a few weeks.
I wasn't sure if you would want them,
The pictures,
So I packed them
In the box
With the bear
From that carnival
An eternity ago.
Also,
It was a boy.
He has your smile
He sleeps like you too.
That was all I had to say, really.
So I guess I-
I'll see you
Soon.
Bye.

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