They did not love you,
Their mouths told of ill tales
in regards to you.
They pushed you away
With distant glares
And pulled your limbs apart
one,
by
one.
You clung onto their sweet words
Paying no heed to the bitterness
that erupted in your mouth
as the sweetness faded away.
Their palms painted pictures of distant
galaxies onto the pale of your skin,
Purple and violet in hue.
Let me embrace you for the longest while
and help you forget of all the terrible things they did.
I promise I will accept you,
Scars and all.
I swear I won't ask you to change,
I won't.
Trust me.
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Starry night skies (completed)
PoetryUnder the canopy of a thousand stars, she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart, the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown. cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations, ...
