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Your Facade
Blood and despair
My skin I tear
False hope, and mindless depictions.
Uncontrolled anger, my addiction!
Your cruel intentions never change.
And yet, you wonder why the scars remain!
Purple to white fading like my life,
Crimson to red a blood staind memory I shed.
My porcelain canvas cold and dead
My salvation all a joke!
Only on my tears I choke!
Im lost...
In your facade of false hope!
My skin I tear
False hope, and mindless depictions.
Uncontrolled anger, my addiction!
Your cruel intentions never change.
And yet, you wonder why the scars remain!
Purple to white fading like my life,
Crimson to red a blood staind memory I shed.
My porcelain canvas cold and dead
My salvation all a joke!
Only on my tears I choke!
Im lost...
In your facade of false hope!
Published 9th Oct 2012
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10th Oct 2012 3:10am
I can relate to this in an emotional and spiritual sense. I very much like this poem. Thank you for writing this.
11th Oct 2012 3:17am
