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Inked

Needle to the skin

Instead of a blade

Temporary fixes

With permanent scars

Paint a pretty picture

I’ll put it on my arm

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Nothing

A burning flame 

used to shine so bright

Until it blew out one night

Wick drowning in hot wax

The last of the smoke evaporates 

Sitting on the shelf collecting dust

 

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