livid; all seen was red
salt on a wound
pain so immense
i fall yet again
lies; like a slap to the face
no longer broken
so many words unspoken
all love erased
aching; how couldn't i see
the atmospheric pressure
of your lecture
about betrayal unseen
but it was always there;
stabbed backs could prove
heart attacks from you
never seeming aware
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t h e b r o k e n o n e s
hi my loves <33🥺 so yesterday at like idunno 1am,, my best friend and i were doing 10min poetry!
she gave me the topics "betrayal" and "back stabbing" and this is what i made
sorry if it's not like my usual content :/
it was rly hard to do this in 10mins guys 😩
but anyway, hope you enjoyed :) any feedback is appreciated and thank you for all the love and support!<3
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sour hearts catered by hopeful souls | editing!
Poetryshe was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended |
