Secrets and lies
The whispers
They all want something
The bulls eye plastered on my back
The already envious gazes
More envy for the already dead
The emptiness will forever remain
The reflection in the mirror
I see a hideous face
Blood turns to gold
Masked by shallow emptiness
Happiness comes from within
Peace follows healing
When will she heal me?
The questions race through my mind
My own spirit shattered
No fight left
Spirt with her heart
As they reach an unified alliances
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Author:
Esme Rosemary (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 9th, 2024 16:32
- Category: Love
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