"they used to love me.
they used their arts
to charm everybody:
including myself.
whenever they saw my name.
twinkling eyes
and love from all.
now all they do is lie.
they stabbed me.
every letter opened a wound
and every punchline
created a clot.
i'm a media fatality,
dying at the hands
of each pen and paper.
they love to ridicule me
and others.
i'm someone to talk about,
someone to laugh at,
someone to poke fun at.
they've turned me into nothing.
people throw
their harsh blows,
hurting me as i go.
i try to crawl
my way back...
but have no luck.
there's no turning back."
date: 13th december, 2017
time: 17:51 p.m.
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World of Poems
Poetrytake a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even...
