So until I get the makeup look done I will leave you with a poem titled "This Is Why I Bite My Lip You Prick". Catchy, right?
I've been wondering for days about the juice that fuels this pain.
I feel it seeping through my heart the slowly crawl into my veins.
I feel it bleeding from my eyes then it draws back into my brain.
It wraps around my aching core and faintly pulls away my shame.
I don't worry about bottles like others do to hide their thoughts.
I leave my everything inside me; underneath my skin it rots.
From time to time I peel my layers just to keep the outside raw.
And then I'll burn all my desires just to watch my passion fall.
I take these words to form a rhythm in hopes to match this beating heart.
A little bird flew up and told me that the worst is where you start.
Can we just smash our souls together so we won't face this world apart?
I should have known you'd leave me searching.
You hide away like city stars.
I've been wondering for days about the juice that fuels this pain.
I feel it seeping through my heart the slowly crawl into my veins.
I feel it bleeding from my eyes then it draws back into my brain.
It wraps around my aching core,
Nestled up and here to stay.
Alright so let me know what you guys think!
I'll be back with another post soon :)
Ciao!
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