Tore me up in such a beautiful way
I couldn't be upset
It felt so good to be
Alight
So good, that it erased all my burning
And the sound of his melodic voice
Drowned out the screams
He took me down so beautifully
Made me his light so I would burn
Sang to me so I wouldn't notice the screaming
Ripped up my heart
By the distraction of lips on skin
Cut me up
Under the disguise of hands tracing veins
But it was done so wonderfully
Like an art
He tore me up so beautifully
I was bleeding and I was broken and I was falling apart at the ends
I was spilling onto the pavement and all my insides were coming out
But it was beautiful
I was beautiful
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...