Blog Post 3.2
Similes
As empty as the devil’s heart.
As weak as a feather.
Gathered together like pieces of broken glass.
As rough as a cats tongue.
Trembling like a chihuahua.
Praying like a nun.
Bouncing like a bubble in the wind.
Smiling like freshly bloomed flowers.
Metaphors
Heart of a lion.
Mountains of pain.
War is infinate.
The ocean is eternal.
The moon is the light of the darkness.
This house of memories.
My love is destructive.
Writing is freedom.
Destruction
My emotions lay puddled on the floor
Gathered together like pieces of broken glass
I stand there as empty as the devil’s heart
Numb; as weak as a feather
It is a constant battle with my giving heart
But this war is infinate
The puddle swells becoming a red ocean
And the ocean is eternal
Piecing together the shards of glass
Too many to put back together
Overwhelmed; I’m sucked in
My love is destructive.
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