Free Verse Poem: {It's Alright}

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I'm holding onto your scrawny wrists,
As I look into your tired eyes,
not a single thought behind them

Your porcelain skin
a mere canvas for you to draw,
You're painting each of your worries away

Oh dear,
I know

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