Poems from Town Scar

I placed a rose petal upon her blue lips. Death was gorgeous. Her name was Harley. Now her name is Gone. Her arms are painted red. An x...
Mommy always said   she wanted to be a doll   pretty, flawless, adored   she owned so many   I couldn't touch them       Now she was a...
Lonely little secrets are closing the coffin door on a perpetually quiet afternoon She was buried wearing the brightest red, the whitest...
Curled up to the warmth. (Masked) for comfort. Bare for naturally wild bliss. Decorated as desired. The steadiest actor At best, smooth...
Try to hold you steady Not their fault if you're Clumsy or disliked. They can't keep you up If the world is crashing down Females directed...

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