Ecdysis

Every pain and every day is a tattoo on my body
every decision I avoid making and every fake smile I give

paint upon paint
filling up
blowing up
until the layers become heavier than my own pain
and peel off

cracking and shedding

leaving an open wound
fresh, new, raw skin

unshielded





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Written on 2011-02-05 at 23:54

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