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Watermarks

There is no need for her to speak of how she fell from glory. Watermarks stain her cheeks and tell her bitter story. Her betrayal begins in the plateaus of her weak and swollen eyes. As her love for him began to grow, he detained her with his lies. Follow the grooves to the mark that was painted on at birth. She felt her life was truly stark before he stole her worth. Devalued she quickly became, as is apparent beside her mole. She did not sense his acid rain that flooded her poor soul. Her heart was not enough to give. Love transformed into fear. Devoured by pain, each day she lives with scars carved by her tears.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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