your fingers,
my heart
pounds
chest closing,
skin tightens
eyes close,
i see
you,
no
not you -
the one
the one with the thorns
for hair and claws for nails,
the one
who kissed me
and stole my soul
the one who
tore me apart
and left me
to piece myself
back together
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 6:58 PM UTC
your fingers,
my heart
pounds
chest closing,
skin tightens
eyes close,
i see
you,
no
not you -
the one
the one with the thorns
for hair and claws for nails,
the one
who kissed me
and stole my soul
the one who
tore me apart
and left me
to piece myself
back together
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