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The People I shed

The People I Shed I swallowed myself whole a jagged glass in the throat of night, shards carving the shape of someone else. There was a girl who wept like winter rivers, whose heart cracked open, spilling cold and unkind, drowned in the hunger of being too much and never enough. I pressed my face to the mirror’s cruelty, tried to recognize a stranger’s eyes, watched her bleed quiet into the cracks, her silence louder than any scream. I shed the soft skin of innocence it peeled away like dead leaves in autumn, revealing a skeleton forged in fire and regret. I carry the ghosts of every version lost, each one a scar, a wound, a prayer and sometimes, when the night is sharp enough, I hear their voices, fractured lullabies in the dark, telling me I am not broken only becoming.

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Date: 7/5/2025 5:37:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 7/4/2025 12:43:00 AM
Very powerful write, filled with a variety of emotions, Ariana. Last two lines are an apt conclusion. Mesmerising phrases = I swallowed myself whole, a girl who wept like winter rivers, bleed quiet into the cracks, I carry the ghosts of every version > ... U have great potential. X.
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