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A Poem by pandorah

I wish I wrote you

the way I felt

you, skin bruised and

unforgiving,

teeth stained with old

lipstick and cigerette smoke, your

eyes barely closing when you try

to sleep. I wish I wrote you the

way I felt you, all sharp

breaths and whimpers, nails dug

deep under my skin.

© 2014 pandorah


Author's Note

pandorah
After a couple months of not writing anything, wrote this in like five minutes.

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Added on December 4, 2014
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