They say that behind beauty, there is pain.
When I look at you, I know that's true.
I think of every time I made you crack.
I think of all the things that came to be because you loved me enough.
Your breath on my skin feels like a million fire ants tittering across my flesh.
I want to scrub you away until my skin burns, but I want you to dirty me further.
I feel heavy, for the millionth time in my life.
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WRITTEN. // poetry
PoetryA collection of poems I've written. Kind of just a public therapeutic thing, honestly. ____ [All poetry is written by myself. I take what I write very seriously and I will go to extreme measures to make sure that nothing in this compilation is stole...
