Midnight
Silk
Surrounding
a lone heart chanting.
A sudden beam of light
white
and pure
fried a hole in the drape.
A picture of you
crumpled in her palms;
sweat
and tears littered
stained
my angel.
Silk
Surrounding
a lone heart chanting.
A sudden beam of light
white
and pure
fried a hole in the drape.
A picture of you
crumpled in her palms;
sweat
and tears littered
stained
my angel.
~*The-Broken-Hearted-Girl*~
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