Because I will
always choose
to paste the last
band aid I got
on your scratch
over my wound
that is about
to vomit the last
drop of red
fluid inside me.
-see how I care?
YOU ARE READING
Constellation
PoetryHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.
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Because I will
always choose
to paste the last
band aid I got
on your scratch
over my wound
that is about
to vomit the last
drop of red
fluid inside me.
-see how I care?
