"Eyes"
- Her eyes held candles burning wax, her tattered dress was drench with life, her lonely world was held by glue her darkened secrects now turned loose. Her mind stored sacred love she’s hidden,her eyes threw flames that pierced her for, her liberated dreams were torn to shreds when she met a friend she’s always known..
Poetry
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This had a nice rhythm to it, almost iambic pentameter. It makes me want to read it over and over again, even though it’s sad.
Thank you for your comment. At the end I meant to put herself.