– kissable and quiet –

it’s a paper cut symphony on my eyes
reading over I love you’s and knowing they’re lies
two days, lost igloo’s
and miss you’s
under a moon and festering wounds
licking my own with a cobblestone tongue
rubbed in the salt
listened to the sweet
song you sung to me

you’re so unassuming
killing from inside
your wrath still looming
like lipstick cyanide

you’re kissable and quiet
inadmissible in lace
your sight ignites the riot
like a breath of mace


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