My sister always tells me I have a staring problem.
But the reason why I stare is because I love to appreciate the little details on a person's face.
Like the little wrinkles around a person's smile or, the little bumps and spots on someone's skin.
The little creases on their hands or, The way their skin was gently molded with so much passion.
It hurts me when someone doesn't like the creases or bumps their mother molded for them.
My staring problem... isn't a problem.
I'm just appreciating their "imperfections"
To me, they are perfectly imperfect.
I don't have a staring problem.
I just take time to appreciate the little things that make us human.
-Vinnie
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Book of Flesh & Blood
PoetryIt's just a collection of my poetry. I hope you guys enjoy it. I mainly write in metaphor so you can make your own meaning of my writing. some parts have gore or sensitive topics. please be careful. Have a lovely day. make sure to take care of yours...
