counting

A Poem by lov

count them,

one, two,

white, red

white stripes,

red pain,

"why",

you ask,

as if scars

would heal that way.

"that`s not the cruelest I`ve been to myself",

I say.

-lov

© 2026 lov

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Added on March 7, 2026
Last Updated on March 7, 2026

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lov

Germany

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Hello world, I am a 22 year old girl, who wants to be seen through her words. In the past years I struggled with addictions and self harm. Writing is therapy, so there is nothing left other than tha.. more..