tiktok poetry.

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every time i flirt with the devil

i get a glimpse of heaven.

for every scar i glean

every bruise

every bead of blood

there comes a taste of joy.

maybe it's an illness of the brain

an illusion of being free.

but i'd rather have a dagger break my heart

than a hollow love from a man

who values the world more than me.

- @wrriting on tiktok.