Hundred daggers

I have one hundred daggers in my chest ,
And that’s exactly where I let them rest .
because they belonged to someone I adore ,
Daggers alone , she left , and nothing more !

I bleed to death , real slow ,
And far away , I see a glow .
The light takes the shape of her ,
I can easily tell , tho it’s blur !!!


That’s amazing. :relieved:

beautifully penned :heart_eyes::clap:

Thank you

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