Tatto (poetry)

You ask me

to wear my scars

like my fine lover’s name

a tattoo on my pulse

but don’t you

oh don’t you know

he owns the knife

a pen to write

death on my

corrupted soul       

      Don’t you

oh don’t you know

not all scars

are meant

to be worn

like crowns 👑

Published by Bm

I'm a student. Singing and sketching is my hobby. Your life does not get better by chance. It gets better by a change Supporting female for every injustice

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