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 Feb 2019 Eleonora Anakieva
Xo
Did you hear me?
I screamed for you so loud it might have broken the sky,
Only to feel helpless
I think the moon heard about how much
I love you.
I think you slept through the sound.
A knife to my heart.
I stand as I contemplate, whether I want this
or not.
The sharp blade, lightly caressing my skin,
before puncturing through.
There´s no pain that I haven´t felt.
I´m not giving up,
I´m letting go.
I´m letting go of all the sorrows,
that follows me everywhere I turn.
No substance can distract me,
from falling in love with the blade in my hand.
I used to think it did.
Those days are over.
No love can stop me from bleeding.
No promises can heal my scars.
As I bleed myself dry,
I get this feeling.
I´m finally free.
His eyes spoke profoundly what his lips couldn't utter.
©Sonia Ettyang
I held the broken girl in my arms
Sharp parts cut deep into my heart

Blood dripped on the ground
Looked deep in my eyes
And she began to cry

I smiled at her
And wiped
Her rain away

The pain in my chest disappeared
Fixed her broken parts
With love from my heart

She bitted her lips
Stood on tiptoe
And pulled me down

She touched my lips
Under a cherrytree
And locked our hearts
With a unforgetable sweet kiss.
As you can see
From
My perspective
I’m an old soul

Rhythm
and blues
Is where
My mind dwells...

At times
Some , would give
Their all  
To tango along
With my rhythm

But
They don’t give
A **** about
My blues ...................
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