Tag: cutting
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Broken Glass
She strings the lights more gold than white A moment of peace, warmth Broken by angry words With teeth that eat at her soul She sings, dances to anything but Christmas music The artificial pine needles scraping Her hands ’til they bleed She welcomes this pain That hurts less on the outside She rests […]
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Crucify Me
Memories have been pecking away at me…creeping in, as real as yesterday. Not the good memories, but the bad – the foolish, humiliating memories, the devastating moments that I long to erase. Without warning, they rush in like a tidal wave, mocking me, insulting me, threatening to dash me against the rocks, because there’s nowhere […]
Lightning Bug 