She (An Original Poem)
You ripped her
heart out and
smeared blood on her face.
She didn't let you
see the grappling
of emotions
She never
showed you
the finality dawning
You left a huge
gaping hole
across her back
She stitched it up with a
needle and whiskey
She saw it rip open again
when wings grew out
When alchemy
turned her into herself
When she
metamorphosed into me.
Last Seven Days Poems :
- Burnt Souls
- Human
- A Desire For Love
- I Remember
- Finding Home and Holding On
- I Was There
- Bleeding Angel
- That Day
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