Scars Of Love
If the skies are blue
Roses red and the grass green
My love for you would be dark
The tar of charcoal, like a black hole
Where stars dare not shine
I loved you like kohl to my eyes
Like intricately hennaed hands and feet
Tinkling bangles called out to you
The you within me cried out for you
A bride led to the slaughter
Fattened lamb to the altar
Visceral offal to the crowsVisceral offal to the crows
I’m standing here all patched up
Like a piece of child’s play.
Some parts of me are nowhere to be found
This puzzle can never be whole again
Now I’m searching for you… For love
Across seven seas I would come
To give you sweet ginger love
A taste of your own poison
Certainly it won’t kill you…
Or will it?
Written by Andrevn
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1 Comment
Mandy
January 02, 16:36Lmao. Omo, these scars have sure given you a taste for revenge, huh?