Undone
Flay the skin away
Piece by piece
Layer after layer
What am I now?
Am I
The words tumbling out of my mouth
The thoughts rolling in my head
The despair deep in my heart
Or just bones?
Am I
The wind whipping through my hair
The grass beneath my feet
The salty tears that unite me with the ocean
Or just bones?
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