She wore her scars on her sleeves
but, they weren't for decoration.
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Her head wasn't made to mould with the crown
nor did the stars ever smile at her.
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Her blue heart was beating in the rhythm
of forgotten songs.
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Heartbreak carved itself into her
bones as color left her face.
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She was pale yet, as lively as the night.
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Poetry❝Pictures that bleed more words than your lips would ever say.❞ (#27 in poetry on 09/08/2016) [© Quotes are mine; the pictures aren't.]
