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Ghosted ghost
Fallen? yes
Painful? no
I had fallen, swimming at the end of the ocean, slowly scratched my knees while my heart was crushing to 7.9 billion pieces,
I was drowning silently blind folded,
Three words put a cover glove in my broad day light,
I asked for help but a kiss sealed my mouth shut.
what am I now?
I believe not a breathing person can hurt this stone,
I throw this body in raging fires, I've burnt enough,
But nothing is melting my heart back, instead his words have outgrown the sound of the wind,
His words hurt so much I bleed when I write them down,
but I live a craft, hence I script everything,
His voice haunts me, as a remix of my favourite song,
His shadow ghosts me on my way to the same club we first met.
I fell... I broke.
My knees are distorted, sharpned by the way he waved at me on our last picnic,
It's love, but it faded.
© Adelyn Moliepe
Painful? no
I had fallen, swimming at the end of the ocean, slowly scratched my knees while my heart was crushing to 7.9 billion pieces,
I was drowning silently blind folded,
Three words put a cover glove in my broad day light,
I asked for help but a kiss sealed my mouth shut.
what am I now?
I believe not a breathing person can hurt this stone,
I throw this body in raging fires, I've burnt enough,
But nothing is melting my heart back, instead his words have outgrown the sound of the wind,
His words hurt so much I bleed when I write them down,
but I live a craft, hence I script everything,
His voice haunts me, as a remix of my favourite song,
His shadow ghosts me on my way to the same club we first met.
I fell... I broke.
My knees are distorted, sharpned by the way he waved at me on our last picnic,
It's love, but it faded.
© Adelyn Moliepe
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