i've never told you before
but i caught a glimpse
of your skinny wrists
two years ago
brown lined up so neatly against beige
i couldn't help but stare
and trace over the fresh red blooms
on my own arms
and scowl at the thought
that someone as beautiful as you
could be as damaged
as someone as disgusting as me
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 6:32 PM UTC
i've never told you before
but i caught a glimpse
of your skinny wrists
two years ago
brown lined up so neatly against beige
i couldn't help but stare
and trace over the fresh red blooms
on my own arms
and scowl at the thought
that someone as beautiful as you
could be as damaged
as someone as disgusting as me
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