You cut kisses down my arm
that I wrapped with bandages as tight as I could, so I couldn't feel the pain
but they kept bleeding.
Bleeding phrases that felt
the cold sharpness of your back
as it walked away from me,
the Words you chose to hide away
the silencers on silent guns,
And I see your face reflect red in my blood.
Hear you tapping in my heartbeat
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
You cut kisses down my arm
that I wrapped with bandages as tight as I could, so I couldn't feel the pain
but they kept bleeding.
Bleeding phrases that felt
the cold sharpness of your back
as it walked away from me,
the Words you chose to hide away
the silencers on silent guns,
And I see your face reflect red in my blood.
Hear you tapping in my heartbeat
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