before you. by alyssa bernier
giving in unconsciously he turned my flower into ash left vulnerable and alone i am broken, no shattered naked and afraid; used by a beast i was the prey he was so desperate to kill he took and left; i am empty so fragile, so delicate; i wilted under his touch unaware of his darkness that would eclipse my light i was the sun and he the moon the light is so far: a fairytale give me back the innocence he took before the light left met take me back to before you
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poetry
