self portraitA Poem by Mackenzie K.sometimes i just write.Clear borders of full lips on skin pale as porcelain And twice as fragile Blue veins visible through rice paper pulse points Beat Beat Beating With every pump of scarlet blood Eyes caught between blue and green A battle for territory on vivid irises No matter how exhausted Those eyes get No matter how plum The semicircles beneath The blood pumps The heart Beat Beat Beating on. © 2012 Mackenzie K. |
StatsAuthorMackenzie K.CanadaAboutmackenzie. sixteen. kind of angsty, kind of hopeless, kind of confused, but mostly happy. i like writing and i don't know if i'm good at it but we'll see, i guess. more..Writing
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