For You, The Girl Who Once Was

There is a saltiness to your face and an awkwardness to your grace. A callousness to your blackened skin, and a refined serration to each word unhinged. You mock me, with silence – though I will admit, I am surprised by my own lack of; anything. How did that line go? Did you kiss your … More For You, The Girl Who Once Was

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You make me feel weak. The inadequate and awkward way the you bleed out. Your eyes gouged out my thoughts, and you laughed with out smiling, and with no sound. But I could feel it in the way you smelled my hair and lifted my chin to meet your gaze. Stick the needles in your … More No.18