Flash.
A gleaming smile
Teeth made of pearls
Cold to the touch
I miss the warmth
That used to heat
Those lips, steel now
Metallic and bitter
An alien in armour
So thick it will
Resist my candle
Wax heart
I never said but
It won't melt on
It's own.
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC
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