The thickness of my armor was penetrated by your warm embrace.
A date with pain.
The bristles brushed along the inner of my thighs.
Tormented by your touch.
Traced are my scars,
along the fractured curves of my body.
Separated they were.
Numb from the absence intimacy.
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Paper Hearts
CasualeShe wrote your name on her paper heart Swore to hold you close But you could not see fragility under blue skies, rain, or smoke. And just like that she tried to hide the rip, tear, and the pain. Your gushing river tore her apart like papered artwor...
