that boy was
tainted
black and red;
he was exactly what
you were told to
stay away from.
he had
one hell of a life,
and it wasn't
what you really
wanted to
go through.
his hands were
calloused,
his hair was
disheveled,
and his speech
was rough,
but it was what
you considered
"home".
well, it was
just simple.
his heart is an
unmade bed;
it might look
messy,
but it is
a safe place
to rest.
author's note: the quote [italicized] at the end is not mine!!
YOU ARE READING
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Teen Fictionthings can't always be bottled up. [lowercase intended // may contain second person point of view // trigger warning]
