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Jul 2022 · 2.7k
color with me, darling
yin Jul 2022
i am nothing but a stick of crayon
in the measly hands of a child
handled carelessly with a hold too tight
with skin scraping against roughness
bleeding red all over until they are satisfied
all smiles until im not so sharp and new
and the time comes to be replaced
all love until the tenderness turns into a break
and the time comes for me to be thrown aside
my heart will bleed everything you ask it to even if you decide i'm not your favorite color after all

can you tell i have abandonment issues?
Jun 2020 · 142
ichor
yin Jun 2020
tear my heart apart
see if it's golden
i'll stay still for you, surrender
as your calloused hands break it open
watch as your mouth drowns in blood
darling, i'll let you keep the ashes
let me cry
yin Jan 2020
it must be so, so amusing to the gods
to bear witness to humanity
and its ability to fall in love
with the ones who seem most unlikely
and yet never so easily with oneself
it must bring them endless mirth
to see us adore in others
what we despise in our own selves
to kiss away a beloved's tears
with the same mouth we use
to curse our own existence
Jan 2020 · 89
loss
yin Jan 2020
there is nothing in life
left to lose other than the life itself
and even as i ponder i think
will there be any difference?
the world goes on turning
and those around me will
inevitably move on
and it's funny to think
how strangers who read the
spilling of my heart
wouldn't have any idea of
the day i perish
as there would be nothing more
than a trace on the web
the inactivity of an already infrequent visitor
there is nothing more left to lose
feeling the kms hours
Aug 2019 · 224
dead line
yin Aug 2019
god hears your prayers
unless you ask for mercy
he answers to all
things im going to hell for

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