You came to me flawless
Skin smooth and unbruised
And my arms were painted
Scars from the past exposed
And I tried to assure you
That you would come away clean
That love doesn’t hurt
That love isn’t mean
But you walked away decorated
One arm black, one arm blue
Tattoos from clinging too tightly
To someone who wanted to run
The sharp words we threw around
Dug deep into your skin
Leaving permanent lines
Etched into your porcelain arms
Yet, I’ve spotted you lately
With skin smooth and unbruised
You hide your scars from the world
With an innocent smile
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
You came to me flawless
Skin smooth and unbruised
And my arms were painted
Scars from the past exposed
And I tried to assure you
That you would come away clean
That love doesn’t hurt
That love isn’t mean
But you walked away decorated
One arm black, one arm blue
Tattoos from clinging too tightly
To someone who wanted to run
The sharp words we threw around
Dug deep into your skin
Leaving permanent lines
Etched into your porcelain arms
Yet, I’ve spotted you lately
With skin smooth and unbruised
You hide your scars from the world
With an innocent smile
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