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Cracked windows bare life
My self-sabotaging delicacies has never really bothered me.
Seeking validation has never got me far.
My home,is like skin over brittle bones.
Hauntingly,
I remain alone.
©SukiSushiCrown.01-03-2024
Seeking validation has never got me far.
My home,is like skin over brittle bones.
Hauntingly,
I remain alone.
©SukiSushiCrown.01-03-2024
Published 1st Mar 2024
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1st Mar 2024 8:32pm
I love you how the cracked windows reference in the title echoes in that description of skin over brittle bones, as if the body is it’s own window frame in which to obverse the world through. Thers lot of emotion packed into this for such a short piece.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
Thank you for sharing.
-M
