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Rhymes She makes scars in places
she can hide
to make her skin match
what's inside
Every thought is a dagger,
every breath is a cry
As tears flow from eyes that will
never run dry
Onto a canvas of skin
on a pale and gaunt face
That used to hold beauty
but now shows no trace
You are so talented.
This.. is really stunning. I love the line 'every breath is a cry'. Beautiful.
Let your teeth show
Thank you so much!
Thank you so much!