Art.A Poem by Sincerely, AlexI'm in pain so I needed an outlet.
If hearts could explode, mine probably would
Your callous hands have made it so I gaze into your eyes that shine so bright Without knowing of their dark depths just a few miles deep Every bone aches with your words of promise Petrified of being snapped on a whim This hurricane you've created tosses me like a rag doll Unable to escape It soars around my head when the stars come out And I'm torn from sleep and taken on a ride Every possibility rights itself in my face Bringing back the pain Until my heart sputters and pounds It beats against your words, thoughts and those callous hands Hoping to win over such blue eyes What will happen to my heart? I suppose it could explode, and maybe you'll call it art. © 2014 Sincerely, AlexAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 1, 2014 Last Updated on June 1, 2014 AuthorSincerely, AlexAmyriaAboutI read, I write, I edit videos. I feel, I hate, I love. I do not try to be anyone but myself, which is extremely diverse. I get obsessed with things way too easily-its a curse. I do not recc.. more..Writing
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