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Beneath The Rocks
In the shallows of my barren heart I search for depth.
Black and broken pieces
float
and
fall,
confetti.
hold your hand out
to catch nothing,
reap what has been sewn
flashlights of past lives
are cast upon a wall,
remember why everything died on the inside
see it for what it is or was and will be
make your peace with that girl
the one you were, before.
If only tears could drown
and fears could fly.
Black and broken pieces
float
and
fall,
confetti.
hold your hand out
to catch nothing,
reap what has been sewn
flashlights of past lives
are cast upon a wall,
remember why everything died on the inside
see it for what it is or was and will be
make your peace with that girl
the one you were, before.
If only tears could drown
and fears could fly.
Published 25th May 2014
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25th May 2014 5:34pm
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Anonymous
25th May 2014 5:49pm
Such great lines, melancholic dark sad waves.
Simply adore it!!!
Simply adore it!!!
25th May 2014 5:59pm
Damn Nikki's gonna make me cry on my first reads...
Touching Write Nikki- a lot of depth in such a short Write!!!
Touching Write Nikki- a lot of depth in such a short Write!!!
25th May 2014 9:11pm
Emotions bared, written and shared. Powerful, provoking and priceless. Bravo!
Ink it out, Ms Nikki.
Ink it out, Ms Nikki.
2nd Jun 2014 4:52pm
24th Jun 2014 2:07am
You should write wake up cards for people who need to learn how to get past shit and plow forward. There's a grim, Sysphean struggle feel to your shrug and stride.
