May 27, 2015
She was used to darkness, so when someone showed her light, she ran.
She was used to drowning, so when someone pulled her up, she fell.
She was used to silence, so when someone showed her sound, she sang.
He showed her, so she ran into his arms, so she fell in love with him, so she sang for she loved him.
She started to run to light, but when light started fading, darkness came back.
She started to fall only to be caught, but she fell back into drowning.
She started to sing her heart out, but when she lost her voice silence came back.
He broke her, so she hid in darkness, so she drown again since he wasn't there to catch her, so she was silent again for her voice was hoarse from crying.
He was her savior, but also her destroyer.
He was her angel, but also her demon.
He was her teacher, but also her bully.
He was her everything, but she was his nothing.
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Writings/Poetry
CasualeWritings and poetry that I have, mostly poetry and they're some what old.
