she couldn't love a shattered vase,
for every time she hugged him,
his broken nature stabbed her body,
left her bleeding, and yet
the vase could never reassemble,
it could only cry for help.
how cruel you are!
to create this prison where we suffer!
and each and every time I scale
your barbed-wire walls,
every muscle in my body freezes
and i know i can't escape.
my mind adores the suffering of life...
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(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
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