The Last Relationship

We loved Like doves underneath Mourning skies Huddled as white Turns brown As if life itself Was a lie Buried in stories Of what could Have been.   We cried Tears of heavy Dark clouds Grasping our hearts In hope Pieces don’t fall Upon heated graves As the end Hurried and time Took its course.…

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After

Never felt fingers on my face Never felt lips and their taste Never felt hands around my waist Never felt shame or disgrace   But love after you will never be the same. Painting from Pinterest

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Purity

How humble is our love that latches on to hearts As pure as white doves For no one, Can tear us apart. Artwork by: Nelina Trubach-Moshnikova

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Inner Beauty

Inner beauty is not seen but hidden. Underneath cracked skin that has been beaten, by pain that comes by oh so swiftly, Through memories that are nothing more than history. Inner beauty is joy, happiness, and pain. It is our humbleness that stops us from being vain. The reason why we are not the same. Inner…

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Yours

Watch me dance, As rain pours. Take a chance, let your spirit soar.   Feel the  balance, of salty shores. You were mine, I was simply yours. Picture taken with iPhone 6s    

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Simplicity

Feel the rhythm Of ones feet Treasures hidden Underneath   Hear the breath Of a new born Unavoidable death Soon to mourn   Live this life For strings end Cut like knives Beneath the sand. Make sure you live life right now, as it is, pain and everything. For you never know when they’ll decide…

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Abused

Fingers intertwined Around my neck Love is blind Our future wrecked   Eyes rolled back Gasping for air Our love lacks As you pull my hair   Watch me bleed Between my thighs Controlled by greed I’m paralyzed. Painting: Les Hibernation Mélancoliques– Alexandra Levasseur

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Distorted

The moon reflected Upon soft skin Like roses on Mahogany caskets   Lips filled with Distorted regrets Cupids arrow tossed Please catch it. *Picture from Pinterest*

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Brown Eyes

Hold my hand One last time Let them glisten As they shine   Perfectly brown Filled with warmth Your soul crowned In an open door. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. I truly believe it, because when I looked into his eyes, I saw his heart. As time went by, his…

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