Badmorning

Badmorning

A Poem by Alexandra

And maybe I thought I would stop crying in my beautiful Saturn
That those days were long gone
So why do I feel like I'm peeling, love?
Everyday you peel a part of me I've tried so hard to cover
And it f*****g hurts
How it hurts when I look into the same eyes I made love to early
& I only feel the salt down the eyes
& the peeling of my entire body

When am I going to move past this?

© 2017 Alexandra


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love aches and echos inside us...it takes time to let it go silent.
I can relate so much to this and the pain.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Added on August 27, 2017
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Alexandra
Alexandra

Roselle , NJ



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