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From the Series "Love's Injuries"

By Chloe kuhnPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Exposed, in the shower we stood

I said something out of line again and stepped on broken glass

But I was blind and couldn’t have seen it then

Had you put the glass there

To trick me?

I ran to the bedroom and under a black cloak in a dark cave I took a stab

It stabbed back.

My arms once porcelain, stained with a vibrant red

You followed me in there

Somehow avoiding stepping on the glass

I said something out of line again and this time you threw daggers

You didn't want to hide your intent any longer

We yelled in the bedroom, exposed, screaming

Blood dripping more than I ever thought it could have

That’s when you noticed the glass

I said something and reached out to gently untie the mask you had knotted so tightly around your head

Exposed, my arms would always remember

The summer sun kisses them and makes them brighter

Pale arms; paler still are stories

And Lies

But now you’re exposed

Just like you exposed me

Unstable

But I will stand until I fall and can't get upLay glass, Throw Daggers, Scream my skin to shreds

The war won't soon be forgotten.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Chloe kuhn

I write abstract and story telling poetry I hope people can connect with on some level.

I'm currently attending GVSU majoring in English and minoring in philosophy. I want to be an editor when I get out of school.

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