"I sank deeper than the crystals itself, buried deep within .
The pain released its monstrous claws slicing my bare skin with its grief, consuming my sanity and my only relief.
The heart sagged till it no longer consisted of the blood, veins and cells in the body filled with unbearable pain.
That flickered it's demons off and on, that no longer felt alive again."
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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...
