Poetry Quote #7038612
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i fumble my hands, i try not to pick at my nails. i am still

i fumble my hands,
i try not to pick at my nails.
i am still wearing your nail polish,
and i'm scared that if i scratch it off,
it'll really be the end.

you do not look at me,
no one looks at me.
in a sea of people i call my friends,
i am surrounded by cliffs which
rip holes in the sides of my ship.

in a sea of people i call my friends,
i am alone.
i scrape the red off my nails,
and clean the blood off my nailbeds,
my fingertips still shaking.

i am no longer wearing your nail polish,
you are no longer mine to laugh with.

2 Comments

*nerium* 4 years ago
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bruh...you have risen.
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hyperion* 4 years ago
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i have risen but also haven't written anything new in weeks (this is relatively old), so perhaps the rise was short-lived
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