Dec 2017
you said i was hurting you
for how i made,
and yes i must've made,
your fingers cramp
when your nails gripped my skin.
you said the blood on your hands was yours
but we both knew better.
for how i made,
and yes i must've made,
your fingers cramp
when your nails gripped my skin.
you said the blood on your hands was yours
but we both knew better.
the loss of self
