I just ripped off a piece of my skin.
I ripped off my soul.
Slowly
Painfully
Ripping
Shearing a piece of myself away.
Now I am a little less of what I was
only minutes before.
©C. O’Connor, 2016
I just ripped off a piece of my skin.
I ripped off my soul.
Slowly
Painfully
Ripping
Shearing a piece of myself away.
Now I am a little less of what I was
only minutes before.
©C. O’Connor, 2016
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