TW: Sexual abuse, self harm
Sometimes my skin is rough and cut
Sometimes my skin is smooth
Sometimes my skin isn't me
Sometimes my skin is you
Your lips and licks has left its mark
My neck and face are stained
And so I have to tear you off
Your filth has left its claim
I rip my lips from my face
I peel til your kiss is gone
I hit my thighs until you leave
I'll never keep you on
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Poems
PoetryTW: Sexual abuse, cutting/self harm, suicidal tendencies/thoughts, bad words Really fucked up poems about my trauma and struggles. Don't read if you don't like dark stuff.
