Beware of a woman with a broken heart
She’s still trying to fix it
N will damn the ones trying to tear it apart
Beware of a woman with a broken heart
She takes your sh*t and turns it into gold
Carrying her equipment building on her structure
Watching her master piece unfold.
Patience is her lover
Leaving every now and then
To come in when she needs it most
Facing hostile host
It does not break
People take
People test her faith
She still stands tall
She has no room to fall
Beware of a woman with a broken heart
Her mind had to silence the times she just wanted to scream
Pain no one else can feel
Seeming so real she’s faces
A void of depths unknown
A void of feelings she has thrown
No wonder why she feels
Alone
No one ever travels far to know why she is scarred
Or why
Bandages cover her heart
Beware of a woman with a broken heart
The Healing is about to start
About the Creator
Killing him slowly
There’s an intruder in my house again. He stumbles through the door, wet carrier bags in hand. He’s bought me offerings. I show my appreciation, letting him caress my beautiful body. He wants to touch me. I rub myself against his legs. He sighs, dropping the bags. He can’t resist touching me. Running his hand slowly down my spine, I arch my back towards his caress, let out a low purr. It’s what we both need.
By N J Delmas4 days ago in Horror
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