Genre: Romance, Relationship, Love
You will love me and I will not
understand how you can see worth
in eighty pounds of cuts and scars
engraved like small, secret tattoos.
wrong art hidden even from you,
like that picture you took of me,
my polystyrene face and hair,
a plastic gaze and rubber smile:
the painting of an amateur,
a sad, empty imitation.
So, forget about morning texts.
Do not flinch if I break away.
Never you mind to wait for me.
Forget and go about your day.
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