Skin like rough paper,
Hiding over blue veins.
Paper so easy to tear,
Veins so easy to pop...
If only I could.
But you'd know.
You always know.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryTake a look inside my mind. Into my rants, vents, strange poems and random insights. My mind is a scary place, so enter with caution. WARNING: I tend to get a little... Dark. If at any time you find anything I've written to be triggering, please sto...
