Thrown into the wall
Family photos go everywhere
Broken
Shattered
Glass frames decorate the ground
A drop or two of blood
Smudged across the white canvas floors
A wine bottle
Emptying out its contents onto the rug
I won't tell you more
Because that is when the argument was taken behind closed doors
But I'm sure you can work out what happened next
When three shots fired the disagreement was laid to rest
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the fall of rain (Poetry)
PoetryThis book of poetry shares stories on love, healing, heartbreak, trauma and the mundane things in life that we think are with little meaning but actually, when looked at more closely, they aren't. Poetry always has a place in my heart. Reading poems...
