Crawling Through November

  Is there a star up in the sky, that doesn’t stare at you? My memory is weakening through time, But I’ll never forget you, I don’t think those stars contain light, They’re just mirrors facing you, If everyone surrounded me tonight, I still wouldn’t ignore you, I’m drowning and my hands and feet are […]

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Skin

A Poem About Skin Last time I checked, it was still on my neck, What now is a mark, once was a speck, Protected by the freckle, I can now never forget, Tattooed into a bad mood, the ink I still regret, Smooth surface, epidermis, let color fill the pores, Black lines, abstract designs, around […]

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