Of Adieus and old scars
by Firenrain Dec 15, 2016
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I don't know the word love, I have been scarred for life. Like someone tears a paper heart and throws it away in the night. As the little pieces of paper fly away in the dark I think I will forget. But I can't . I don't want to run with the wind and glue back my heart . I am broken cold hurting left to bleed in the dark , As the sun rises, and the darkness bids adieu , I run to pick up the pieces I once threw . I collect them all and glue back my heart and now it beats of bravery and healed scars. |
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7 years agoby Em
Hi, I really like your style of writing and it's not like what I usually read (which isn't a bad thing actually far from it) it's unique and that's what can make good poetry alongside imagery. I like being able to imagine I am the writer and feel what they feel and this is one of those pieces that take me along with you... I feel your emotion and pain throughout this.
This is me right now, trying to glue my broken heart together and move on but it can be so difficult when all you've known is hurt but love is what we make it so we have to make it great.
Fab write, Em-
7 years ago
by Firenrain
Hello it's encouraging to know that you find my style of writing poetry unique . I am happy to know that my poetry can make others feel the emotions I feel . Thankyou for being kind enough to notice my poetry. Many thanks
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