3/29/08

A Poem by Bex

Trees and stars contrast one another under darker skies

With the moon; bare skinned

Absent of light and stealing from another

Complication

I find a solace in not seeing my own scars

I know them each and every one

Eyes closed

I remember every curve

Every imperfection

Every touch of warmth

Raised skin and open wounds

I want to forget.

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Added on April 5, 2008

i fell down the rabbit hole and i haven't been able to crawl my way out In our minds eye we are different than what our skin allows us to be more..

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