![]() The Heart of the MatterA Poem by Ashira MacyI have never been one to wound for kicks, Slit throats for fun, Rip still-beating hearts out of chests - Just for s***s and giggles. No… I paint pretty pictures With candy coated deceit And shoot myself in the foot So you can live your prideful life in peace. I’ll take the bullets Through my permeable flesh, I’ll wear that mask with the sorrowful frown. But you look away And the guise shatters into truth. At the heart of the matter All that remains Is that it wasn’t me… It was all you. © 2014 Ashira MacyAuthor's Note
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Added on August 8, 2014Last Updated on September 3, 2014 Author![]() Ashira MacyMartinez, CAAboutI am 24 years old and just getting back into writing after not using the skill for a few years, so I am a bit rusty. I am excited to share my new work as well as some old with this community and would.. more..Writing
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