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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dead and bleary eyes stare back at me, A haunted face, with demons running wild with glee; The remnants of tears trail a path to the neck, A ghost of a smile plays on the lips, clearly it was fake. Unkempt hair clung to her face, Life had thrown her down a cliff, before she had had a moment to brace. She rubs her face with her hands, letting out a huge sigh, How can everything stark, at once, turn out to be an enormous lie? Anger glitters in her eyes and she clenches her jaw, Emotions grating her, from confused to painful and raw; How could life be so unfair? Why isn’t there any peace? Its darkness seduces away with its poisonous kiss. She looks at me betrayed, tormented and scared, My hands touch cool glass as I take her in, emotions bared, Vulnerability shines through her, like a diamond under the sun, It breaks my patience and I let my fist fly, believe me it was no fun. Broken glass and bloodied knuckles fills my view, Shattered shards, bloody pain, life what else is new? Tell me life how you gather pleasure, from others’ pain? Without any conscience or self-refrain; Like The Devil stealing someone’s soul, You slash people to pieces, so they’ll never again be whole. I’ll fight though, that’s all what I’ve been doing, I don’t know how treacherous it’ll get, but life? You’ll never be my undoing.
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