And if you cannot
say how you feel
out loud, thus
setting your words free
and making them real,
then trace them
all the way down to
the small of my back,
so they are
eternally inscribed
onto my curious skin.
[unknown]
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2/9/14
I have decided to dedicate this to moira_ since she likes this chapter. I realized how much I wasn't dedicating my chapters to anyone so I might as well start dedicating randomly to people who makes my day and in general—happy.

YOU ARE READING
Shadow
Poetry❝He was her sun, who turned her into a shadow.❞ Where I write and sometimes compile poems that remind me of you.