splash,
splash,
splatter.
she lashes
angrily at
the canvas,
slashing
similarly to
the way that
he will break
her heart with.
great strides
of red,
black,
even gold.
bleeding colours,
that will never
be forgotten.
splash,
splash,
splatter.
he's going to
break her heart,
as well as his own.
but she doesn't know that yet.
-b.c
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scintilla
Thơ cascintilla, sin/till/ah. a tiny trace or spark of a specified quality or feeling. another collection of poems by bec g. crawley.
