she wasn't a vain person
but she craved her strength-
a part of herself that had left
when he had . . .a part of herself
he had taken with him.
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little blue flowers
ŞiirA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
after everything
she wasn't a vain person
but she craved her strength-
a part of herself that had left
when he had . . .a part of herself
he had taken with him.