My dying wish was to see my heart burst into flames in the hand that once clutched my most precious possession ripped away from me by the one I loved who did not love me..
Who abandoned me in my time of need...Who looked into my eyes and lied to me... to the one who tainted me... to the one person who became my everything but to them I meant nothing just the dirt upon their shoe but now the dust that lay in their hands the love that I once shared flows in the air as if it was never there and at last.. I'm free
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Poetry Or Words
PoetryWhen I'm hurting inside and my heart aches I write about it... it's not exactly poetry and my vocabulary sucks but I would like to share it.. shoutout to my friend Anna for recommending Wattpad.. Poetic Death is my Oh so dramatic screen name..
