Living Inside.A Poem by Emily Irene.older, one of my favorites of mine.There's something in your fingertips leaking all over my skin, leaving little trails of orbs floating off the touched. Would you kill me if I asked you to? This love is just so strong. I want to devour you, complete your every missing shard. Make sure you have a place inside your stomach for me; make sure you have a place for me to hide. © 2008 Emily Irene. |
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Added on November 15, 2008 AuthorEmily Irene.Saint Louis, MOAboutName's Emily and I'm 24. I am a girl made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. I have had chronic pain for more than fifteen years. This means I have taken more narcotics .. more..Writing
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