Tuesday, January 29, 2013


Like a shell
My skin was thick
Hard, impenetrable
A shield against the world
And then there was you
Picking and poking
Scratching and peeling
Until I grew weak
And let you in
We spent some days together
Me without my skin
Then you left
Left me alone, bare to the world
Helplessly exposed to the pervading horrors of
I quickly began to whither.
Soon I will die.

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