Every time he peeled my skin, I cried
Oh how I cried
Each layer was removed and I became more raw
Oh how I cried
Year after year
Layer after layer
I became bare and vulnerable
Oh how I cried
Enough tears to drown in is quite enough for one life
So I pulled my skins back over myself
I pulled the skin tight and held the tears in
Year after year
Layer after layer
I became impenetrable
The layers were bitter
Try to rip them off and you will cry my dear
Oh how you will cry
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Author:
W.R Zelman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Excellent! So well constructed, I'm envious.
Into my favourites for sure.
Thank you so much x
I dont cry anymore. Lovely.
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