I had a strange dream one night
I woke up with a chill down my spine
A woman was staring at me
With cold daring eyes
She simply said...
Sleep my child
Her tears were black as night
Fingers full of blood
I looked down
And saw her heart on the floor
She simply said...
Sleep my child
I realised I was standing in front
Of a mirror
The broken tattered woman
Was a reflection of my soul!
-Furashu
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Hurt, Broken & Shattered
PoezjaWelcome, welcome. Take a seat and let me Tell you a story. Many think that they know me But Oh, They are so wrong. One minute I'm ecstatic! The next I crumble and Fall Down Into a bottomless pit Of NO emotion at all I tend to feel ...
