"My surface swayed like the usual, and I felt my bedding raise.
But the salty tears I wasted is now my home to claim.
I felt my visitor's presence but I couldn't see where they neared.
I scanned my new surroundings and found my body bare.
That didn't stop me from feeling my obvious fear.
The salty tears were there again but they weren't mine to share.
For when I looked up the sun was shining in its glory and majestic sky.
The familiarity of my surroundings didn't strike me like the usual.
So I stared at the acids sliding down my rare, and how I was amazed at the cost of my new emptiness.
That he whispered in my ear the words I dreaded most.
The ones that will cost me and I will always be aware for I knew at the beginning and in my soul.
That even when I'm dreaming the clouds would be lost.
For its a warning that I should have never past with gazes so blind, now that it is I must always be behind. ."
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Shattered
Poetry"She held on to the thorn knowing it would prick her, and grabbed on to it's roots knowing she would fall, but the hope that flickered in her eyes always seem to shimmer, nothing demolished it at all, she carved her art on the canvas and set the li...
