Hanging aroundA Poem by potatolemon
My mask, my personality
cold infallibly - heart warmth - fallacy ice cold - actually black fangs stabbing me, rabid jaws hatched teeth, invisible - but always there, cannot feel, cannot care look at me - vacant stare I talk - but no-ones there soul twists, rolled lips see me - weak a cold kiss to both wrists leaves me - free
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