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mj Jul 2018
I have acne
and they leave scars

I love my skin
despite the marks

Etched on my face
is a piece art...

My skin,
surely a canvas.

I have craters

I have valleys

I have mountains
high and low

Each my own
I have learned
to love them all on my own
mj Jul 2018
Dear Mr. Darcy,
don't leave me kind sir!

I'll do as you ask!
I'll bend and I'll weep

I won't tell your wife sir
It's a promise I'll keep

Oh Mr. Darcy!
I won't fall asleep

You can beat me as you please!
You can tease me on my knees!

Just please Mr. Darcy...
Please don't ever leave me!
mj Jul 2018
I'm sorry
for being in a pit of despair.

I'm sorry
for not knowing how to repair.

I want to rest
but the devil knows
something
I cannot tell.

It haunts me
to the ends of the world.

It is completely
devouring my soul.

I am weary.
I need to rest.

I'm so sorry
for not being able to tell.
Poem based on one of Francisco Goya's "Black Paintings". Originally painted on the walls of his house, it was not meant to be published for the public eye. Years after his death, 14 dark paintings were recovered from the walls. They depict Goya's turmoil for his faith in the Spanish society as well as for his own deterring mental and physical state. While "Saturn Devouring His Son" is a depiction of the Roman myth of Saturn fearing his sons overtaking him, it also reveals the insanity of Goya, and how he engraved it into the confines of his own home.

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