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 Apr 2020
Marsha
to me,
you are
an art

                              to you,
                              I was
                              a tragedy
you still remain, and will always be
a fine piece of art
to me.
// edit: thank you for having this in the daily. ♡
 Apr 2020
scrawny
Is this reality?
or just  a dream,
a dream created by my temptations,
temptations that that would destroy me.

Well if it is,
then let me feel every inch
and piece of you
before I wake up from reality,

A reality where our love is forbidden,
forbidden by society,
a society that is messed up
where people judge
for what we are and for who we are.
 Apr 2020
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.

— The End —