As soon as the words leave their haven,
the spell is broken.
Tatters and scratches soon appear,
behind my all I leave.
The picture's no longer complete,
pieces have gone with the wind.
Crimson starts lining my skin,
under lights, they are impossible to mark unseen.
So I step into the shadows,
swath the blinds around myself.
My heart pounds against my will,
I tell it "get away from me, please."
I've slipped and then fallen,
I beg "what else is there to see?"
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Hello, hello! How are you doing? What has summer been like? In my country, we are actually nearing the middle of the school year so no real vacations for me.
I've got one more question: any Wattpad book you've been loving?
