when he touches you is it like gold?
eyes like prying words
*scalpel,
tweezers.*
******* look at me when we're talking,
like the soft skin of my back
and the orange marks you drew with a gun
back when we thought it was safe.
everything was safe.
cigarettes were safe.
it doesn't make sense.
they take longer drags than they should,
but their fingers are longer.
it makes sense.
you play this instrument
so that you can tell me the things you can't express with words.
you cannot make a sound yet
you have no feelings.
it's mixy
it's a w or
d.
you'll just have to trust me on this one.
no matter how tired you are.
Dec 27, 2010
Dec 27, 2010 at 12:48 AM UTC
when he touches you is it like gold?
eyes like prying words
*scalpel,
tweezers.*
******* look at me when we're talking,
like the soft skin of my back
and the orange marks you drew with a gun
back when we thought it was safe.
everything was safe.
cigarettes were safe.
it doesn't make sense.
they take longer drags than they should,
but their fingers are longer.
it makes sense.
you play this instrument
so that you can tell me the things you can't express with words.
you cannot make a sound yet
you have no feelings.
it's mixy
it's a w or
d.
you'll just have to trust me on this one.
no matter how tired you are.
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