CrystalsA Poem by RivCrystal walls departureThe hands are hitting the wall, Bleeding out in a cry of pain. With every splinter further in. Her face is reflected here. There's no one pushing. It's only a figure of speech. Each wound dealt by it. These crystal walls. Each prickle will heal. With the tears shed. Only to be torn again. With these crystal walls.
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5 Reviews Added on January 9, 2016 Last Updated on January 9, 2016 AuthorRivApple Valley, CAAboutAlright, let's do this. My name is Riv or Abby. Either one works. I'm eighteen years old and really love writing poetry on my spare time. While I do write novels and wish to publish one or a few one d.. more..Writing
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