Poetry, Prosetry

A Blade Only Cuts Halfway – Ivy Juniper Manchester

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Whispers across a silent room, 
the onlookers glance around, 
claiming it to the wind, 
but I stay rooted, 
clinging to the voice of you, 
each word 
a dagger deeper 
than the last- the last? 
you said 
no 
while i pleaded yes 
and 
then 
you were 
gone 
and you never 
came back 
to say 
goodbye

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