Happy half-moon smiles
Trapped in glass cages
Sickening souvenirs.
Bash my head against the glass
Fracture the wooden frame,
Drive in
Drink in
Sink in.
From paper pulse,
Sink into sepia ink
Flowing to the heart
From heart, rush
Through veins
To nails
Scratching my nails
Until they are splinter dust,
I etch
Years of memories
Onto your tribute,
Your grave.
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This is an entry for Just_Kylah 's contest. Inspired by the theme of Photograph by Ed Sheeran combined with Avicii's Hey Brother.
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Image credits: Cheryl (artistiphotography.com)
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