art on your wrist

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it was on that night
when i was breaking down
you came to comfort me
with a marker.
and my beautiful mind exploded
onto your arm
and you watched me create
the swirls of confused feelings
and broken promises
stomach acid making me
want to puke because
i cant decide if you are for me.
even though you have someone else.

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