ash on her face
gray on her lips
you might mistake her for dead
if not for her eyes
You're beautiful, everything about you. Keep your smile, and stay healthy. Eat and stay hydrated! Love youuuuu!
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lovely | poetry
PoetrySometimes my voice dies in my throat, buries itself beneath waves of crippling suffocation, burns itself out as cold hands tear at my laced skin. I have smiled while my eyes have cried and pleaded, my wrists numb, my lips wobbling and blue, and star...
