Dried Up

The same beautiful patterns

The same mesmerising bullshit.


The same honest words

The same cruel tongue.

The same caring nature

The same judgmental punishment.


The same happy vibes

The same moody exterior.


The same passionate touch

The same selfish needs.


A window once closed has now sprung open

My heart still lays on the floor.


Untouched and broken.


– Beth Redwood Pain

– Georgia Ginnivan ( Featured photograph)

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