The Writer's Café

(keep in mind i am an amateur)

Orange sky fades softly to damp black
Glass breaks harshly on deaf ears in silence
Pools of blood lie stagnant at her small feet
Crying out in vain, she clears him from mind

Runs till she's shaking, pierced by her own will
Tears of blood roll from her eyes for his loss
Stilettos softly breaking deaf'ning silence
He stole everything from her once, no more

She took it after all the dark, lone nights
Flesh sick for more, thought gives way to passion
These cries, be disaster no more to her
breath frozen quickly in this icy night air

heart beats fast, pulse quick'ning when she sins, like he
steaming snow fades, ends cool;water floods the wound

thanks for reading :)
 
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