It was the highlight of my skin
Whenever I take a bath they gleam
I learn to hate how they're created
And can't tell a word whenever I get hit
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Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
Neon Color
It was the highlight of my skin
Whenever I take a bath they gleam
I learn to hate how they're created
And can't tell a word whenever I get hit
