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Golden
Victim of circumstances
The past, she glances
A mirror of nightmares she can't take
The edges are unstable
Standing on a table, mangled
A bladed cycle never claimed
Her feral heart breaks
Her soul lays in a ash tray
God has no shame
She reconciles
A chance for denial
Her fire is fame
Wiping her vain tears,
announcing her fears with a smile
The past, she glances
A mirror of nightmares she can't take
The edges are unstable
Standing on a table, mangled
A bladed cycle never claimed
Her feral heart breaks
Her soul lays in a ash tray
God has no shame
She reconciles
A chance for denial
Her fire is fame
Wiping her vain tears,
announcing her fears with a smile
Published 5th Jan 2020
| Edited 6th Jan 2020
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5th Jan 2020 11:20pm
The past is passed... good to see you confront your fears. Writing is an excellent way to help yourself to do just that!
9th Jan 2020 4:54pm
9th Jan 2020 6:19pm
Anonymous
7th Jan 2020 1:48am
Life is exactly how you describe it. We are all victims of circumstances. We all search for a chance for denial. But we can't deny the reality of pain. Beautiful spill.
9th Jan 2020 4:56pm
Yup. We can choose to let it destroy us or to finally acknowledge it and break away from it. Thank you!
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12th Jan 2020 6:26pm
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26th Jan 2020 8:48pm
14th May 2020 9:42pm
I like the contrast between the vulnerability (her fears) and strength (her fire), blending together, beautiful and haunting at the same time.
Beautiful write Kara.
Beautiful write Kara.
