Diana Indigo
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Member Since: 11 months ago
HURT ME AGAIN
All I can remember is that first intentional stare. My breath clutched my throat and my heart dropped to my knees, almost like it was scared. The idea of your hand in mine perfectly destroyed my body in the most desirable way. I recall taking in every detail to be clear as day, and perfectly form my whole life around what was so cliché. They say love is hell...I was broken, you were already taken. Two dark clouds could be a sign of rain. Voilà, the start of our broken fate. I loved you mor...
SILENT BATTLES
He tries to stand out but well, many give up when they have been trying their whole life. Stuck up in faults, having to blame no one but himself. It's 3:00am, he's wide awake. Staring at nothing. Overthinking again. Sometimes, things work out right. Most times, they don't. At this point, he has adapted to disappointments but still every new one digs up buried feelings and once again, he breaks. Holding back yearly tears, he picks up the shattered mirror thrown away after he couldn't handle the...
Court of Arms
One, two, three the gavel hits and the rags carry the now inevitable sorrows back home, moved to the side of the road- the riches are late for celebrations of injustice Only before the handshake of bribery seals the deal and power takes down the weak, the tense tears of clear innocence murmurs silently in practice Words to protect his name, this ‘nothing’ has done everything from providing evidence to reaching out to witnesses. But everything is not anything close to more bundles of money ...
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