Dancing star-
what beautiful scars,
you show to me
the places that bleed.
You let me see
the parts that weep.
What beautiful wounds
you try to keep.
Bottled inside,
but alas
they leak.
No longer consumed
by the pride
you heap.
Dancing star
what beauty
I see,
in unloading the scars
that you wished
to keep.
Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 8:05 PM UTC
Dancing star-
what beautiful scars,
you show to me
the places that bleed.
You let me see
the parts that weep.
What beautiful wounds
you try to keep.
Bottled inside,
but alas
they leak.
No longer consumed
by the pride
you heap.
Dancing star
what beauty
I see,
in unloading the scars
that you wished
to keep.
For K:
Dream big my dancing star.
I love you with all of my heart.
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