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Petrified

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By kira .Published 5 years ago 1 min read
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she weeps

the spiders swing from the chandelier

she weeps

long and slow

each breath dragged from

a dark place inside

in order to push out her lagoon of tears

she is petrified

she weeps as

her fingers trace the dusty

wet wooden floor

the particles clumping together on her fingertips

a gray cloud forms an ombre pattern

on the bottom of her white dress

she weeps because of the fitted white lace on her chest

it was his favorite part

he said “it was sexy but sweet,”

and she weeps louder

as she remembers the way

he used to talk to her

her voice was parched

the closed cry humming in the dark

she weeps

she can’t stop

her heart chips off with

every tear that drops

her eyes burning

as she turned the ring around her finger

sad poetry
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About the Creator

kira .

writing to escape and explore

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