Note: Listen to "Talk Me Down" by Troye Sivan while reading this.
This poem is continuation of "Mirror" (Part 28). Read that part before continuing with this poem.
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I picked her up from the floor
Blood stains where her body laid.
She let herself down again today.
Holding her hand in mine
I could feel the last wave of warmth
From her body fade as her light
Burned out slowly.
I brushed the few strands of hair
That settled on her face,
Hiding her dark eyes from the world.
I held her face in my hand
Looking in those eyes
I let hers meet mine.
I wish I could tell her
The sun will rise
And you'll be strong again.
But today I want to be selfish
And let her stay here
In my arms, a little broken
A little empty.
So I could be the one
To collect her pieces and make
her whole.
- Pink Poet
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Pink Poetry
PoesiThose 3:42 am thoughts. . Pink Poetry is a collection of poems depicting the range of thoughts, while covering different emotions of a human. . First part published on 18/02/2017 Highest rank #10 on Poetry ...
