under this skin
is where you can find
patchworks ripped off
from me by all the people
i come across with.
each one of them
brought a part of me
to some places i long
but haven’t been to.
as though strings
were attached to them
connected to me
___and now i am all chained
by these, stretching
from where i am
to some unknown places.___
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 8:41 PM UTC
under this skin
is where you can find
patchworks ripped off
from me by all the people
i come across with.
each one of them
brought a part of me
to some places i long
but haven’t been to.
as though strings
were attached to them
connected to me
___and now i am all chained
by these, stretching
from where i am
to some unknown places.___
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