Sometimes I wonder if our skin has cracks like microscopic ones all around and if we just got the right telescope we could see our soul somehow, god wouldn't that be great
Because we spend our whole lives figuring out our soul and trying to patch up the parts we don't like even though you should never try to hide your soul and I want to see your whole soul not just parts of the universe inside you
I want to see the stories you've hid for so long and I want to see your scars both inside and out were I can kiss them all until the pain fades away I don't even doubt wanting to see you completely bare with your soul leaking out unaware because even the darkest of bruises I want to see you don't understand I find every crack in you insanely created with such beauty beautiful
And if we could only see the million of cracks we'd know our soul isnt something that can be quietly hid even if we cover it up it would still shine through and maybe its just a theory but I think it could be true
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teenage fools
PoetryI write poetry about life, death, love, hurt, depression, and basically everything.
