you stuck your teeth in me pulling my flesh off
then my muscle
when you were finished i was nothing but a skeleton
i felt fully exposed
it was because of you
what your hands did
in time i grew back my muscle and skin but ill always feel like a skeleton
part of me died that night
ill be a skeleton walking around with the living
this is all thanks to you
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things ill never say (poetry)
Poetrypoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
