The GreatnessA Poem by Wild Willow BlueIt's a lonely place, but the bubbles will help to ease that pain..Cyanide and Happiness Angels in dreams Purple streamers in the bath Forever in stitches and seams
I could tell you how the bubbles float around my scars under my chin. How they clean the dirtiness from under my skin. I’ve been gone for so long now it’s unreal. Like the papers that dropped from the floor to my face, the letter from clean hands to lap. I’ve seen it all. Done it all. Lost it all. Gambled my life away in the heart of a babe. Eyes too cold for blue ice. When the bubbles stop floating around my scars under my chin. When they leave the dirtiness under my skin. That’s when you’ll know I lost it all.
Cyanide and Happiness Angels in dreams Purple streamers in the bath Forever in stitches and seams © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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