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Eccentric Stains
Beneath the skin are unseen scars that seep through
bones accenting blemishes worn under the surface or
between the stems of skin. Discolored these fragments
brand life across skin like a failed suicide.Leaving
fingers tracing swollen lines entwining wrist, or a
thumb stroking the pucker skin from a noose, hidden
beneath a red scarf adorn with humming birds. Strumming
their moments of weakness in vivid details as pain stain
stories on body canvas.
These stains wrote their beginnings in the cracks of sun
blotch faces leathered in texture, graceless in age, as
yellow stain teeth reeks with spirit that seeps through
skin, coexisting inside a body drunk off the strife and
turmoil of a hard life. Swallowing poison to shield a soul
from invisible hands of an unforgotable past...Chasing
bottles with cases until slump in gin toxic oasis,
numbness become the blissful norm when living in a
world of grey matter these tarnishes spot cast empty
reflections in bottomless eyes..
Seeking neither clarity nor chaos only a tainted
silhouette for a shell outlined with a slurred pen
that pose the questions.How many marks are hidden
beneath a colorless pigment? When a smile leaves the
same lines as frown and love is as passionate as hate,
what stains will they leave in their wake?
Be it internal or external these scars will tell
the tale of a battle showcased as pieces to life puzzle.
Some faded and dull while others are bold and sharp,
leaving their lasting impressions on a spotted life
that forgot to live pass the pain and embrace the
stains that became its foundation...
bones accenting blemishes worn under the surface or
between the stems of skin. Discolored these fragments
brand life across skin like a failed suicide.Leaving
fingers tracing swollen lines entwining wrist, or a
thumb stroking the pucker skin from a noose, hidden
beneath a red scarf adorn with humming birds. Strumming
their moments of weakness in vivid details as pain stain
stories on body canvas.
These stains wrote their beginnings in the cracks of sun
blotch faces leathered in texture, graceless in age, as
yellow stain teeth reeks with spirit that seeps through
skin, coexisting inside a body drunk off the strife and
turmoil of a hard life. Swallowing poison to shield a soul
from invisible hands of an unforgotable past...Chasing
bottles with cases until slump in gin toxic oasis,
numbness become the blissful norm when living in a
world of grey matter these tarnishes spot cast empty
reflections in bottomless eyes..
Seeking neither clarity nor chaos only a tainted
silhouette for a shell outlined with a slurred pen
that pose the questions.How many marks are hidden
beneath a colorless pigment? When a smile leaves the
same lines as frown and love is as passionate as hate,
what stains will they leave in their wake?
Be it internal or external these scars will tell
the tale of a battle showcased as pieces to life puzzle.
Some faded and dull while others are bold and sharp,
leaving their lasting impressions on a spotted life
that forgot to live pass the pain and embrace the
stains that became its foundation...
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