Inked
Needle to the skin
Instead of a blade
Temporary fixes
With permanent scars
Paint a pretty picture
I’ll put it on my arm
Friday 13th December 2019 4:58 am
Nothing
A burning flame
used to shine so bright
Until it blew out one night
Wick drowning in hot wax
The last of the smoke evaporates
Sitting on the shelf collecting dust
Friday 13th December 2019 3:43 am
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