Mirrored ImageA Poem by BellamorteHere I am. Here's my heart And here's my soul.
Inspect the cracks, The Twists, The Turns, The cavern that burns deep into the center of my Soul.
It hurts. Oh, how it hurts. It hurts, but I won't let go. It hurts, but I'll keep on pretending that everything is fine. I'll keep on pretending that I am devine. I'll keep on pretending that I am perfection, That everything you want is your own misconception.
Here I am. Here's my innocence And my plea to guilt.
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3 Reviews Added on November 3, 2011 Last Updated on November 3, 2011 AuthorBellamorteLordswood, Kent, United KingdomAboutI go by the names Sophiey or Kitten. I'm currently writing a lot more poetry since all of mky work got deleted for some unknown reason. Enjoy. more..Writing
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