"Why don't you
smile
princess?" he says.
"You know I hurt when I see
you cry."
If you hate it then...
why did you make me cry?
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Something is wrong,
something is broken,
the air
changed
when the vulture came.
I feel like prey.
I feel like praying.
But who will hear me?
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While I lay sleeping,
his
sadistic smile
haunts my dreams.
Like a woven tapestry,
he covered me in honey lemon
memories.
He cut me &
pinned me up on the
clothing line,
hanging me to bleed dry.
I see him smile.
I smile back.
He seems happy.
Is this happiness?
A/N: some of my poems have lyrics from songs you may know, if that bothers you then let me know in the comments.
Until next time my mini Batmans and Pikachus,
~Lani
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In My Mind ~ Poetry
PoesíaA collection of poems from the locked box inside my head.
