Blood washed away
Skin all healed
My puckered flesh
Like twisted kisses
These scars
Across my body
Like braille
For the broken hearted
Fingertips
Grazing my legs
As if reading the cause
For my pain
There's no need to speak
For words
Are not needed
To tell my story
-ARI
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 7:03 AM UTC
Blood washed away
Skin all healed
My puckered flesh
Like twisted kisses
These scars
Across my body
Like braille
For the broken hearted
Fingertips
Grazing my legs
As if reading the cause
For my pain
There's no need to speak
For words
Are not needed
To tell my story
-ARI
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