Because baby,
Tenderness is taught through
hard words and heavy beatings,
don't you know?
I tried to give back the
longing felt within this tiered soul
but every word used
has been broken into
layers condensed within
a single glance.
You stole my dreams and never
returned the pencil used to carve your
niche into this world.
I thought I'd never find the someone
who could
break me into every little piece of beautiful
until I found
a
boy, broken more than anything I've ever repaired.
Because tenderness is taught
through raised voices and harsh glances,
don't you know by now, baby?
Life is nothing but your own reflection.
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Nice effect with the "a" there.
You need to publish a book I swear.
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"I thought I'd never find the someone
who could
break me into every little piece of beautiful"
So common and extraordinary at the same time. Sad and desperately hopeful. Breath taking. And all the rest..Pure awesomeness. This must be most beautiful poem I've read this year. Amazing job.
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You should never take more than you give.
i'm glad the third stanza reminded you of a sinister fairytale, it was inspired by Stevie Smith, so I was trying to keep true to her style of twisted fairy-tales! (:
i'm glad you loved those lines! they too are my favourite. (:
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