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Mar 2018
Testament
I forced change, spoke no words in your presence

Tried eagerly to be prettier,                                                                        

I slept in a daze, I was never fully awake, fasted everyday

Nourishment never touched my lips they were sewn shut by the cruel seamstress coiled inside my bones

Only water poured a drop to satisfy my skin desperately wanting to be pure in your eyes only...........

In that time my soul grew restless

My body laid on a bed of nails to test my obedience,

I swallowed every bullet from your gun, baptized with the blood of my own,

Forced on my knees to pray and ask for my own forgiveness,

Sat alone waiting for a miracle, I crossed over to the other side hoping I would see you,

My skin hardened along with my heart, I bathed in your words,

Soaked in every sentence  from your tongue but you hid the deceit

Yet after all this I still wasn’t good enough for you.

My assassin came with a cigarette smile you murdered my trust

Then, came the question I chose to hide from my mind but now I couldn't **** myself any longer

                               Do you love her?
Hannah Clare Vann
Written by
Hannah Clare Vann  24/F/Cardiff
(24/F/Cardiff)   
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     Sarita Aditya Verma and Simon
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