Thighs covered with red velvet
Liquid.
The pain is there but it
doesn't actually hurt.
Skinny jeans cover up my shameful
Secrets.
Rubbing them to constantly remind me
Throughout the day what I had done
The night before.
I don't look at anyone,
Fearing they'd know my
Shameful habit.
- no one needs to know I'm crazy
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Midnight Thoughts
PoetryThe things that my mind thinks of at midnight when my mind can never sleep. The reality and the dreams, emotions and thoughts all wrapped together In this collection of poetry I let you see what's inside of my mind and life. Enjoy reading these word...
