By poison ink poetry

An original poem by Poison Ink Poetry

An original poem written by Poison Ink Poetry

They called her trouble, a beautiful sin, with hell in her heels and a dangerous grin. She danced with the devil, then stole his best wine, said, “Darling, your darkness looks better with mine.” The angels grew nervous, the demons withdrew, for nobody knew what that woman might do.

One day… You won’t have to force yourself to smile. The weight you’re carrying won’t feel so heavy. The memories won’t sting so sharply. The nights won’t last so long. Healing doesn’t always arrive with fireworks. Sometimes it slips in so quietly… you don’t realize you’ve been happy for

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I buried the girl who apologized for surviving. I buried the one who mistook silence for peace,and breadcrumbs for love. I planted every insult they ever called me. Funny thing about poison... Some flowers bloom from it. Now they ask where I found this strength. They never realize

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