i. When I found it out.
Your eyes are as muddy
as your heart.
They find fault
in the sunshine
and doom
in showers
that rejuvenate
and you never once knew
how clearly I saw your shadows,
and how often it was
that they fell on scorched earth.
ii. Finding the words.
I will find a way
to pick up these pieces
and sprinkle them, like glitter,
as I dance in circles around you.
They are too broken to be fixed,
but borne from something too beautiful
to lose in its entirity.
iii. Saying goodbye to the lies.
I see through your happiness.
Your false teeth smiles
will never be more
than a canvas
for me to destroy.
(Didn't you know?
I'm stronger, now.)
Author notes
They both have false teeth and fillings.
They both infuriate me.
They both love me.
They both drag me down.
They both have the same eyes.
Comments
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Bookmarking. I love poetry separated into parts.
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They are too broken to be fixed,
but borne from something too beautiful
to lose in its entirity.
Oh my wow.
Sometimes you write amazing stuff,
and then,
you produce stuff to rival people like michelangelo,
and that, is wow.
Didin't you know?
I'm stronger now.
You bring this to life, by the intricit imagery
oh wow.
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'I will find a way
to pick up these pieces
and sprinkle them, like glitter,
as I dance in circles around you.'
those lines are amazing.
they create such vivid imagery that just leaves me like wows.
I hope you're doing okie
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Loved It.
This is an absoulute great read. From the illusions it created to the message behind it. And how it also lets the reader come up with their own inturpretation. Very well done.
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