bruised

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bruised

Bruised and broke her. He struggled closer. Then he stole her. Violate wrists and then her ankles. Silent Pain. Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
Monster.

I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart

so I am having a rough couple of weeks not to mention so depressing because I have nothing to do which is probably why I am posting.

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

zulekapaki’s Poems (18)

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if noboby love me 0
i cant belive this 0
teddys dont hug back 0
bruised 0
hate 0
remember 0
sometimes 0
dont be afriad 0
story 0
I know you're coming for the people like me 0
I miss that part when we moved forward 0
what to do with out you 0
no one here 0
whats love with out hate? 0
i follow my dreams don't label me 0
How could we lose sight of what matters most 0
im lost in a world that does not want me 0
when words fail music speaks 1