words scrawled across my skin
words that i cant read
only feel
they carve themselves into my flesh
a constant reminder that they are there
and i am nowhere
and even though i cant take the pain from the words
the pain will fade
it always does
until there are more words to be carved
printed into my skin,
never to be forgotten
but not quite remembered
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 2:37 PM UTC
words scrawled across my skin
words that i cant read
only feel
they carve themselves into my flesh
a constant reminder that they are there
and i am nowhere
and even though i cant take the pain from the words
the pain will fade
it always does
until there are more words to be carved
printed into my skin,
never to be forgotten
but not quite remembered
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