LC - Hello Poetry

LC Nov 2018

Ego

He was the grass that used to graze your skin and tickle
now a rose that pokes and ******
Though handsome he hurts you more
than the simple sweet grass

LC Nov 2018

Adrift

They say don't go upstairs without turning the lights on
But I fumble in the dark forever
Unable to find the switch

LC Nov 2018

Spite

I envy her touch
On you
Because it makes you glow
Where mine made you bruise

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