Heart made of glass
Written by Rana M


In sight of my soul are numerous illusions
The bleeding broken glass in million pieces


Emotions burst in flames by the fire of passion
Demons of love are uniquely dangerous species


My soul paints the most gorgeous painting ever
In the theme of red, brushed in drops of my blood


Deeper down the depth of my scars lies the pain
Hopes are being dragged through rain & the mud


Edges of time like sharp knives, skinning me alive 
Sharp fate cuts deeper as I stand on sword grass


A flame burning in the snow, brave but wounded
Smashed from the inside, my heart is made of glass

© Rana M  2019  All Rights Reserved




© Rana M  2019  All Rights Reserved

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