to me… only me… to me.
![midas’ touch made me….-[CI]to me… only me… to me.
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[I]How sick to be ashamed or desired.
A pink face scrubbed raw,
a](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.vertvonline.info%2F9291%2Fcf83f68cadd041d40065c9e7200771600ce770b1r1-1200-1622v2_hq.jpg)
How sick to be ashamed or desired.
A pink face scrubbed raw,
a rose so red—it falls for any facade.
Not knowing I like it,
I love it, for the sake of touch.
I surrender.
Laced in a fair of tattoos,
shaved brigade head-
buried deeply in my cut,
self-made
If you love me,
don’t tell it to someone else.
I don’t know what I’m capable of
until I finish
Until the last dawn I wake up named,
until the last coat of varnish is done,
until the latter of two weeks
becomes my answer to the fool
you’ve made me
I hate you.
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![midas’ touch made me….-[CI]to me… only me… to me.
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[I]How sick to be ashamed or desired.
A pink face scrubbed raw,
a](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.vertvonline.info%2F9291%2Ff3e25578cae9088020facb3766314cf83e5f648fr1-1091-659v2_hq.jpg)
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Maybe I testified as a witness too soon.
Now they’re all dying to know my new name.
I’m alone, even when you swear I’m yours.
Parchment-paper kisses, a slow crawl
toward the edge—but we never jump.
We rehearse devotion like a scene,
lips meeting, hands hovering,
but never taking the final breath.
Cave in, you say.
Beautiful man with a face like smug poetry,
my hair tangled beneath your chin—
a leash for a love that was never mine.
Take what you want. I’ll let you
Shed your heavy. Bury it.
And when? We’ll make it then.
The anxiety only comes
with the lies I let slip past your lips—
all so I can be perfect
for two strangers in a bed of rubble.
Love me, I say
Don’t you be a fool.
![midas’ touch made me….-[CI]to me… only me… to me.
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[I]How sick to be ashamed or desired.
A pink face scrubbed raw,
a](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.vertvonline.info%2F9291%2Fff68dace140d3653594dd566c0c270df82a00c3br1-1200-1622v2_hq.jpg)
submit… submit… i pray I’ll wake up only for me
One morning…
Comments (2)
Dashy! Reading your this post directly after the spirit wars just reminded me how good you write. This made me feel multiple emotions in a short span and I love it, the mixture of love and hate, and a tale that entails is just awesome. :relaxed: :purple_heart:
Thank you so much. Ugh spirit wars brings so many good memoriesss :purple_heart: