don't cry,
little me...
youll shed your calloused skin
one day,
hatching out of
your candy-wrapper cocoon
of dreams and ribbon in
red,
white,
and pink,
.
.
.
so
give your jaws a rest,
undo your sewn on smile,
with your
skin collapsing on
your cheekbones and
empty eyeholes,
worn,
tired, and d u s t y
.
you will be fine.
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 11:58 PM UTC
don't cry,
little me...
youll shed your calloused skin
one day,
hatching out of
your candy-wrapper cocoon
of dreams and ribbon in
red,
white,
and pink,
.
.
.
so
give your jaws a rest,
undo your sewn on smile,
with your
skin collapsing on
your cheekbones and
empty eyeholes,
worn,
tired, and d u s t y
.
you will be fine.
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