and as I threw the glass on the floor
it reminded me of how you had thrown yourself
to your end–
in the moonlight,
amongst the shattered shards of glass
and puddles of deep maroon
I realised that you had broken me more than I had thought.
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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, ...
