watch the shards cascading
to my feet.
I reflect all in me
that's broken and beat.
my heart of glass and Cupid's arrow,
I shatter.
you're the only one for me,
but I will never matter.
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Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2025 06:53
- Category: Gothic
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Unappreciated is the word that comes to mind. A most lovely write that carries with it a sense of a love unrequited. Nicely written without malise of anger.
thank you very much
You are the most welcome
Hayleigh, this one cuts sharp and cleanโjust like the glass in its title. I can feel your pain. The simplicity in your phrasing makes the hurt hit harder, especially that last coupletโฆitโs the kind of line that lingers. Thereโs a fragile beauty here, even in the breaking. ๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ So very well done! A fave!
thanks!
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