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May 2014
How can I not be good enough
If I am what you made me
I am but a shadow of the person I was
That's because you morphed me into a monster
Frankenstein I am your creation
Thought to be the subject of your adoration
And yet I see no salvation no satisfaction in your eyes
They are filled to the brim with lies and deceit
As I rise to my feet
Curious glances surround me but none is yours
Weren't you meant to lead me ? Guide me into the depth of your heart
Instead you turn around to depart
In the arms of another
As I stand unable to walk, unable to talk
A torturous smile across my face
Ripping the seams of my mouth,
I can feel the thread loosening
Slowly crumbling to match my shattered soul
You said if we joined I would be whole
And yet you left, night crept in silently after
And the world around me turned dark
For years I stumbled in the direction of your ever fading heart beat
As my body started to become obsolete
I waved goodbye to your cowardly face
And departed into the abyss
Happy in the midst of those who love me for my soul.
And think that I am already whole.
Paulina
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Paulina  London
(London)   
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