Spillage | Teen Ink

Spillage

November 29, 2018
By Ava_S GOLD, Franklin, Wisconsin
Ava_S GOLD, Franklin, Wisconsin
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Skin against skin,

Cheek to shoulder,

Enveloped in the

Secure arms of love.

You lay,

Sipping the scents

Of my soul

Until my spirit is freed

Another day.

My head spills,

The contents of

A sick mind

Strewn all over

The bedroom floor.

My legs numb

As you pick it up,

And I wonder if you

Will be the one to

Save me from myself.



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