Paper Doll

Paper Doll

A Poem by Lucia
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i'm not actually married it's a metaphor

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My husband is a paper doll that hangs above my head

The mast by which propelled the sturdy knot holding its stead


He lives in every stranger I, a fool once took to bed

The subtle cuts of paper tickling frozen cheeks made red

And no one sees the blood a bud to peek upon those cheeks beneath the barrier of my skin

Until they find me laying there, and laying different now- for I am paper thin

My husband is the stain that dawns, a stain forever he shall be

For he is not the paper one

The paper one is me



© 2017 Lucia



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Wow this was amazing! Beautifully written and expertly crafted, I could hear a soft voice flowing over the words and the flow and the voice mingled perfectly. This poem is one of the best I have ever read. It completely blows me away. I hope one day I’ll be able to write a poem half as good as this. Thank you for sharing such a beautifully heartfelt and dark piece!

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lucia

6 Months Ago

I am extremely flattered! I never would have thought anyone would like my work that much!
TheRavensWoods

6 Months Ago

I absolutely love it!



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Wow this was amazing! Beautifully written and expertly crafted, I could hear a soft voice flowing over the words and the flow and the voice mingled perfectly. This poem is one of the best I have ever read. It completely blows me away. I hope one day I’ll be able to write a poem half as good as this. Thank you for sharing such a beautifully heartfelt and dark piece!

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lucia

6 Months Ago

I am extremely flattered! I never would have thought anyone would like my work that much!
TheRavensWoods

6 Months Ago

I absolutely love it!
Wow.. my jaw drops at your writing.. I feel the flow of your pen because your timing and piecing together of words is perfectly balanced and expertly melodic. Your metaphor--ooh chills.. I too have experienced many of the exact same feelings as you have described so succinctly in this piece: He lives in every stranger I a fool once took to bed. I have definitely lived that and the same aftermath of feelings and emotion too.. that each one cuts away at you until you feel paper thin. Again I am in awe of your beautiful, haunting, sweet and intense writing. I love your word choice, use of imagery and metaphors. I love the dynamics and shifts. You definitely elevate writing to an art. Thank you for the inspiration again!! The rare 100 score is yours again from me.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Lucia

6 Months Ago

I'm so glad you resonated with my writing! There's nothing better for me as a writer that despite my.. read more
Alexa Apothic Red

6 Months Ago

You are welcome of course! The pleasure is mine... to get to read great writers.. I agree.. I have i.. read more
loved the opening lines, this is a very good write and well expressed

Posted 6 Months Ago


My husband is the stain that dawns, a stain forever he shall be
For he is not the paper one
The paper one is me

I hint a little of sadness in this write. I enjoyed this, very emotional.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Right title for this powerful piece.
Hidden indoors, hidden inside.
But not really hidden in mind.
Great write.

Posted 6 Months Ago



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Added on December 31, 2017
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Tags: husband, paper, emotive, emotional, woman, blood, relationships, love, suicide, hanging, rope, sex, regret, pain, oppression, oppressed, feminist

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Lucia
Lucia

Fort Washington, PA



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