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Torn Petals

by A. Rose 3 months ago in heartbreak
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One by one, petals fall in the mist of the fog,

His fingers so delicate as he pulls,

As petals fall, fall, fall.

Broken, as he whisper’s a reply,

“You are mine tonight”,

As he pulls, pulls, pulls.

One petal tears and then another.

His wicked lips glimmer.

“You are mine.” He whispers again.

She whimpers.

Heart beats stolen in the mist of his darkness.

This prince is lost in the demon’s shimmer.

Kisses of rusted blades, as a breath is forsaken to the summer’s mourn,

She feels forever ragged beneath the grasp of his teeth.

For she is his flower,

A promise of another spring,

A piece of an angel’s kiss,

as he destroys, destroys, destroys her.


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A. Rose

Hello readers, I hope you are all enjoying the content I have created for you. I would love to hear your feedback, any is appreciated! Thanks again for checking out my stories,

A. Rose

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