An obsession of self hatred. My heart like a thorn amongst the rose. To carve your name would mean you won, yet i see no prize greater than she.
Carry on do as you please, i am as you like the girl unseen.
Gone.
With perfect love and perfect trust, i enter
this circle so strong. Unbreakable.
Our soals forever bound in threefold.
Untouchable and unaware we laugh until the stars they seek.
Innocent and free i thought you cared, instead i was gullable.
With perfect love and perfect trust, i enter
a warrant. The circle shamed.
Pens poised and veins signed.
Descending into darrkness as petal after petal unfolds,truths are displayed. Athing of purity reveals its diminishing beauty. Its beads of reflection polish extremities. An exposition of vunerability as petal by petal your darkness unfolds.
Her world was an entanglement of perfection;
drowning in wine , yet her bleeding heart does not bleed for him.
Loved stains of convenience etched upon her memory,
gift wrapped in silk and opened before her time.
Sinfully blissed and yet My bleeding heart does not bleed for him.
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