TRIGGER WARNING: s*lf h*rm
Go ahead, look at my hands
Look at the cracks that go over my veins
Which show the pain
And my worries and hate
But no touching, please
I don't want you to feel my blood and tears
It hurts enough watching you face turn grey and your expression change
While you look at the cracks that go over my veins.
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Shattered Colors
PoetryJust some poems I came up with that I really like(trigger warning!)
