You were my perfect porcelain doll
Beautiful despite the flaws and allAn object of utter lust and attraction
Ignoring truth as if it were a distractionStill hungover and drunk by that day
I perfectly recall saying I hate you then walking awayThat time I shut the bathroom door
I heard you bang as I slid to the floorDried blood and tears stained over my skin
Looks like I lost so yeah you winWhy did you have to lie to me
I guess it was just me being to blind to actually seeThat it was all an act and nothing more
Seriously I don't even get what I'm crying forI try to forget the pain and whatnot
But you my dear are the bullet in my gunshot
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Shades Of Ivy
PoetryA collection of poems that I suddenly happened to spark up, each piece being fueled with an emotion. With meanings sadistic(as expected) and sometimes cheesy, there are also moments when it dives into darkness. I hope you enjoy! Started:08/11/2018 ...