Note: Listen to "i hate u, i love u" by Gnash while reading this.
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When she wakes up,
In the middle of the night
Blood dripping down her hand and
Face stained with tears,
It was time to silence her cry.
She stood before her mirror;
A reflection she despised,
Stone cold eyes, heavy breath;
Cackled at words that formed
When she tried to talk to herself.
A lifeless mass drifting with time.
Lying there on filthy sheets
Changing herself; absorbing
and learning,
For everytime a new version of
you arrives.
Falling off her bed,
Onto the freezing floor
Mumbling a quiet prayer
Hoping the ground could swallow her
She waited for the night to end.
- Pink Poet
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15/04/2018
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Pink Poetry
PoetryThose 3:42 am thoughts. . Pink Poetry is a collection of poems depicting the range of thoughts, while covering different emotions of a human. . First part published on 18/02/2017 Highest rank #10 on Poetry ...
