Cracked, by . QUEENIE .
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staring away from
my shattered heart
the cracks are pulling
me in closer
daring me to look.
making my eyes stare
back in at the wonder,
how a picture filled
with such horror...
looking down to seek relief,
only to find
two bloodstained wrists,
oh how that did me in.
and the cracks
and crevices deep and red
i wonder why it is
so much tonight i've bled.
i think of you and how
you dont see me.
i dont look the way
i want me too
i feel like crap
of what i did to him
and of her the things
i've said. all the bad
has built up
and rushed forth from my head.
the surge broke my heart
and ripped my mind free
suddenly
i bleed and sigh
in relief
and yet the picture
is not yet complete.
xoxo
Ellie J
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Posted: 2005-10-28 18:13:11 UTC |
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