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Fallen Angel"They're only blackberry stains, Scottie." She assures me, soft voice lilting and whispery like the east coast wind, tinged with the taste of salt, that teases her obsidian hair.Fallen Angel by SoImStillUnsure
I'm tracing the harsh purple bruises that tell painful stories as they paint her ivory skin like serpent tails, crawling down her concave collarbones, and curling unforgivingly around her thin upperarms.
"Angel kisses will wipe them all away while I sleep." She promises, brushing my fingers away from her bleached porcelain skin, as if she might break under my fleeting and gentle touch, and I wonder which one of us she's trying to convince.
"You're the only angel I've ever seen." I reply, smiling and trying to grasp her hand in my own, as she pushed me further
"No...I fell from Heaven too long ago." She whispers, more to the bluffs at our backs than to me, "I got lost in the poison ivy and briar thorns, ripping and tearing at my skin like demon teeth. The sky seemed so far away, and blackness buried the sun, co
shuteyegot my mamashuteye by bailey--elizabeth
a golden needle,
she hid it
in the hay -
the sweet things in life
are worth looking for
'til your eyes just
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