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Stoned

Your stones never scared me
Even when things got rocky
I was always willing to brace the storm
Because I believed in what could be built
Stable foundations made of love
Liquid emotions turning solid
Thought feelings would be cemented
Each other's meaning set in stone

But you made your intentions known
In other concrete ways
Put up the blocks to leave me stonewalled
Hit me as hard as it takes
Watched this heart shatter to pieces
My crumbling fragments in clear view
I didn't know that you'd throw your stones at me
Till I turned black and blue
Profusely bled upon your carpet
Feelings painted in blood
Before stains could get to your heart
You were quick to start the scrub
No reminders of me if my emotions aren't reflected
And you remained so unaffected
Painful but expected
Because like you said, that's just one of your methods

The stone I thought I'd been knowing
Would have provided stability and safety
A place of warmth forever growing
To hold me up when things got shaky
So I never would have considered
That you'd kill me while I had life left
With such ease tenderness withered
The night you stoned me to death
WoundedHeart
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