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Apr 2016 · 447
Sacred
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.
Apr 2016 · 444
It wasn't you
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
Apr 2012 · 965
Answering Machine
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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