i wish skin could melt
like plastic,
not burnt and red like normal.
if it could i'd step into flames,
and scrape my face away.
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Poetry"modern poems" honest thoughts put into poems no filters, only love, hate, death, and insanity. there is a certain rhythm these words must be read to. just emphasize and you'll find it. trigger warning: lots of profanity, lots of feelings. lots...
melt
i wish skin could melt
like plastic,
not burnt and red like normal.
if it could i'd step into flames,
and scrape my face away.
