tattoosA Poem by aberranter
what if your skin was made up of the words you said?
every time that you spoke, the words that left your mouth, tattooed themselves onto any and every inch of your skin. Every word, sentence, conversation that you've ever produced, advertised on your legs and arms and face and chest. Would you say "I love you" more? Would you isolate yourself from gossip and hateful language? Would you smile at your reflection or cringe and hide? Harmful words temporarily harm those that they're intended to, but they permanently scar the mouth that they leave. © 2016 aberranter |
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