You ran your acidic fingertips
Across my scars
And cut every single one
Open again
You kissed me with your vodka covered lips
And I was so drunk on you
I didn't even realise how
Poisonous you were
You made me rip my skin apart
Then watched as I bled
And tried to put the pieces back together again
With bloody hands.
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Pieces of Me
RomancePoems that everyone can relate to...at some point... Pieces of my mind for the world to see and try to understand.
