Peel off the skin
and
explore these secrets
Inside this heart
No rooms left anymore
for the ones
It loved
For the ones
It bled itself
YOU ARE READING
The words, I bleed. (Rks)
PoetryAn ongoing journey of unsaid words. See how they bleed through small letters. ᎪᏞᏞ ᎡᏆᏩᎻᎢᏚ ᎡᎬᏚᎬᎡᏙᎬᎠ - ⓒIwouldfall. {Rks}
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Peel off the skin
and
explore these secrets
Inside this heart
No rooms left anymore
for the ones
It loved
For the ones
It bled itself
