Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 16
o talkative listener
what do you do
always rephrasing sins on your skin
you are a devil in disguise
and I love you for that
you are ragged edged with a hint of silver
wanting to make gold with stones
you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders
and walk like it's your last time to shine
o talkative listener
what do you do
always marking your words with a metal edge
you are a devil in disguise
and I love you for that
Floor
Written by
Floor  17/F
(17/F)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems