I gave you my wounded skin,
I showed you the most ugly parts of me, shamelessly.
I thought you were the ointment that would heal me,
But you were the very poison that ended me.
You turned into my biggest scar.
I give you my wounded skin,
Put me back together.
Make your hands softer.
Let them fix me.
Stop the bleeding inside of me.
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All I Want #1.5 : Words Left Behind
PoetryThis is a short collection of poems and love letters written by Quynn and Mute after their breakup as they try to make sense of it all. It can be read as a standalone, or after completing All I Want #1 to get better context.
