And the sun came up
Rays hit the ground, the buildings, the people
Shone right towards
and like an x-ray
You could see right through
Lies of flesh dissappeared
And left was the truth of bones
They all walked around naked
Unclothed by the sun
Stories nobody would tell
Floated around in the middle of the street
They were soaked in blood of the hurting
Hit by the words of the unfaithfull
Every single noticeble bone were breaking
Until the sun dissepeared and flesh returned
But no matter how many layers of lies
The truth would never stop hurting
And no matter how many nights would come to heal
Days would always matter
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Skin and bones
PoésieOur bodies pressed aggainst eachother Warmth climbing the two mountains Adrenaline electrifying our totch Tingel trevling in our fingers Lust sailing at the small lake between us You holding me, my skin and bones - this is a collection of texts tha...
