Tears streaming down rosy cheeks
Words carrying emotions leaving the drunk lips of a mother and father
Cigarette smoke dancing a familiar ballet with the cool, January air
Silent tears streaming down the pale cheeks of a broken girl
Footsteps echo throughout the halls,
each step growing heavier and heavierThe light sound of crunching echoes throughout the halls,
pomegranate seeds at midnight
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Pomegranate Seeds at Modnight
PoetryShort chapters filled with emotions, breakdowns and heartbreaks. Some parts are memories/moments that go on in my life.