Candles

April 5, 2012
Take me

and break me

with those hands of yours

so rough so calloused

on my sallow skin

because I just want

you to touch me

just touch me

enlighten me

set fire crackers off on my skin

let me be myself again

and I’ll be ok

ok

ok

ok

but no matter how I say it

those words don’t sound right

from this mouth of mine

that cannot even breathe

like a fire that slowly

died



away





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