Hiding (Type Four)

Hello

          I’ve walked through fire.

Nice

          The holes in my ears are nothing.

to

          I’m tattooed in ways you can’t even see, baby.

meet

          Scar tissue is the blanket I tuck myself beneath. 

you

          Can you still smell the smoke, I wonder?

What

          Would you like to see all the ways I can fall apart?

is

          I’m waiting for the world to become sharp again.

your

          Ever wonder if anything’s forever?

name?

          I’d ask you to wake me, but I never sleep.

My

          There’s a dark wolf inside, he bites my arms from time to time.

name

          No, I’m not your nail polished roses or your soda pop sneakers.

is

          You’ll never chip away my skin.

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