Inside I hold a power
Curses be my skies
Or let Love soothe-
Fate never gave me a reason why.
My crystal tears do fall
For such painful memories,
A bloody corpse was burned
With no apologizes.
Rigid do I grow
Standing to face the wind,
Ever so beating
I'll never let him in.
Pain waters my soul
The oozing poison comes
I pray to the gods "relief!"
Of never which it comes.
Tired I keep walking
Amongst the desert sand
My ruby heart falls to ash-
Sweetness never made so bland.
Sour to the tongue,
Scorching to the eye
This poem you now read
Be my heart minimized.
-Jessica Carpenter-
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