Stripes and lines
Horizontal and vertical
Pink and white
Old and new
Arms and thighs
Mine and others
Accident and purpose
Hurt and anger
Metal and fire
Cuts and scars
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems
PoesíaI scream till my voice gives out Till my lungs cave in Till my heart beats like a drum Till the blood rushes to my face Till the silence afterwards makes me think I went deaf 'Cause I'm so used to the sound of my own pain I scream until my body stop...
Cuts and scars
Stripes and lines
Horizontal and vertical
Pink and white
Old and new
Arms and thighs
Mine and others
Accident and purpose
Hurt and anger
Metal and fire
Cuts and scars
