fragile things are meant to be brokenA Poem by heylelhe's all teeth and metal eyes, gleaming like wild dogs hungry in the night. pull on his bones and stretch out. make yourself a home in his skin, in his ribs, in his sandpaper lungs. pull away when you sink too deep. © 2015 heylel |
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Added on November 15, 2015 Last Updated on November 15, 2015 AuthorheylelAustraliaAboutWelcome to paradise, friends! My name is Eli, and I'm an aspiring author/poet. I will try my best to post here as often as I can. Feedback is greatly appreciated! more..Writing
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