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Sophia Chang Jul 2016
the pages of your book...

the book of your story...

the story of your life...

the life and your death...

the death of your love...

the love of your life...

*GONE
{17.07.16}
Sophia Chang Jul 2016
A
      *LOVE

                  SO
                         STRONG
                                           THAT
                                                        P­ENETRATES
                                                      ­                             YOUR
                                                          ­                                   VERY
                                                    ­                                SOUL,
                         ­                                   REACHING
                   ­                             INTO
                             ­         THE
                   DEEPEST
          DARKEST
                    CORNERS
                    ­                     OF
                                                YOUR
     ­                                                         *HEART
{11.07.16}
Sophia Chang Jul 2016
I'm caving in
So small none can see

Yet a glimmer of your image
Shines through my mind

Pushing me to grow
Into a beautiful flower
Extending my leaves and petals

Attracting butterflies
Attracting bees

They mirror his stinging words
His actions hurt me
Diminishing my image of you

To become so small
None can see
That I'm caving in
{11.07.16}
Sophia Chang Jun 2016
I'm caught in fishnets
entwined, entangled
struggling to break free
of the hold they have on me
{28.06.16}
Sophia Chang Jun 2016
The perfect manicured hand of a *****'s
slap slap slapping
The raw red skin on my cheeks

The short pink skirt from hell
swish swish swishing
Against the long tan legs of evil

The shiny glinting blade of steel
slice slice slicing
The long green veins on my skin

The pure dark red of blood
drip drip dripping
On the crisp clean white of the bathroom tiles

The big hard hand of my mother's
bang bang banging
The heavy frosty door of solitude

The loud sharp voice of my father's
ring ring ringing
In the nooks and crevices of every corner

The ******* bird of night
hoot hoot hooting
on the thick grey gravestone of mine
{24.06.16}
Don't be a bully, it ends more than just a life.
It ends faith in humanity.
Sophia Chang Jun 2016
you tie me up
yet you let me loose

you ask me to go
yet you beg me to stay

you hurt me
but I keep coming back for more

because the way you make me feel
beautiful
wanted
is intoxicating
{23.06.16}
Sophia Chang Jun 2016
A life of blues and greens
with a small gleam
of purples and reds
all life is dead
with blacks and browns
all we see are their frowns
and yellows and oranges*
on their pale sickly faces
{23.06.16}
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