She is just like a rose,
beautiful but full of thorns
She is broken
only He can fix Her shattered heart
but He doesn't know that She exists
and He broke Her,
again,
and again,
and again...***
'I'm fine'
She said to Him,
with a fake smile,
growing on Her dimmed face,
He turned to leave,
and tears built up,
in Her once lit eyes,
as She broke again,
when She saw Him
leaving Her,
to Her enemy,
Joy,
and She broke down,
again,
and again,
and again...
showing the mirror,
Her scars beautifully carved,
on Her perfectly shaped body,
cutting through Her flesh,
marking Her wound,
with His name,
that He broke Her,
She sat on the ground,
as She watched,
Her blood,
oozing out,
without thinking twice,
She took Her own life,
with the blade,
that once carved,
Her beautiful scars...
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Beautiful Scars
PoetryA series of broken people. ... A collection of words that threatened to be written. ... #1 in originalpoetry [25.01.2020] Readers discretion is advised All rights reserved©️2020