Papercut

Papercut

A Poem by AssonanceWriter

Those eyes that use to glisten even under the darkest nights.

That laughter that could rescue almost any anger.

Those gentle moments when your finger accidentally touched mines.

Who am I deceiving?

Is it just me who thought that your flashlight eyes would lead me to the north star?

Was it just me who heard your laughter all wrong?

Is it just me who thought that our moments could have converted into a reality.

Who am I deceiving?

Sometimes the papercut on the surface is the one that would leave a permanent scar.

In an instant, it cuts through.

There’s no blood.

No bruises.

Just an invisible mark.

The permanent scar.

The papercut.


© 2016 AssonanceWriter

© 2017 AssonanceWriter


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oh wow *smiles* that's pretty yet sad at the same time

Posted 6 Years Ago


AssonanceWriter

6 Years Ago

*laughs*
It's alright Love, thank you for reading. You're so sweet *sends you a virtual hug*
DarkArtz 0703

6 Years Ago

uffffff I don't like compliments *smiles and sends one back*
AssonanceWriter

6 Years Ago

*smiling brightly* (:

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Added on September 5, 2017
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