My skin is dripping
G o l d
Hot and blazing
Scorching me
And still
You call it
Beautiful-it's not
YOU ARE READING
The Aftertaste
PoetryThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
Hundred and Five
My skin is dripping
G o l d
Hot and blazing
Scorching me
And still
You call it
Beautiful-it's not