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The silence now pierces my soul Grieve is a grey mist in the air Like a funeral with four people Burying their respective Broken promises The way you conquer me In a bottle of wine Like I was an object Made out of clay So easy to form Into a doll Or a ball You taught me people make mistakes In the name of love And how pain feels When you refuse to kiss the scars You have made The way my voice shivers When I say no The way my hands shake Like a paper not finding its way Back to the novel it belongs to I keep having dreams Of finding wounds on my hands And glass shards I realize I do not miss your touch Printing me to be yours A property of glass Everything that you have Put together in me Is shattered now My glass hands My glass heart Your voice makes me weep Because what once was magic to me Now makes me bleed in despair Breathing you is poison Distance was never a hinder Although now I wish it was Everyone can see it in my eyes The crack, the glass Everyone can see the broken in me A woman so broken I bleed shattered glass And ink Somehow, you will always smell like home And I will always lose myself in you With you, I wrote love poems And now, sad poems too.
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC
Abusive
The silence now pierces my soul Grieve is a grey mist in the air Like a funeral with four people Burying their respective Broken promises The way you conquer me In a bottle of wine Like I was an object Made out of clay So easy to form Into a doll Or a ball You taught me people make mistakes In the name of love And how pain feels When you refuse to kiss the scars You have made The way my voice shivers When I say no The way my hands shake Like a paper not finding its way Back to the novel it belongs to I keep having dreams Of finding wounds on my hands And glass shards I realize I do not miss your touch Printing me to be yours A property of glass Everything that you have Put together in me Is shattered now My glass hands My glass heart Your voice makes me weep Because what once was magic to me Now makes me bleed in despair Breathing you is poison Distance was never a hinder Although now I wish it was Everyone can see it in my eyes The crack, the glass Everyone can see the broken in me A woman so broken I bleed shattered glass And ink Somehow, you will always smell like home And I will always lose myself in you With you, I wrote love poems And now, sad poems too.
This is part two to "Framed flowers"
#love#sad#abuse#abusive
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Noorr
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC
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