Your skin is so thin,
Hardly covering your bones,
Humans, they have such little to
none a barrier between the
heartless world
and their
heart.
And now all I want to do is etch my hand into your chest
And rip the barrier apart to exhume
The graveyard of a heart where your soul rests.
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Set The Mood
ChickLit"You only ever focus on the Sun. Sadly, I was the Moon." We all know, what we read tends to affect what we think, or what we dream (day-dream) about. For example, if you read something funny; you'd either be really funny or your day-dreams will be...
