And there it goes again.
That ghostly chill within.
That ratchet stench that crawls up your skin.
A crawl that makes you wanna jump out and not jump back in.
Those narrow words to those painted bruises.
But after that sweet smile reels me in.
I'm yet again your fool again.
I forget at times that you're such a withstanding artist.
With such bright colors you used.
Purple blush, red bloom, and a blue foundation.
How the twirl of your brush can make some magic.
Tossing color by color on my naked body.
And there it is again.
Those worried eyes on my limbs.
Foul comments running the streets at night.
Standing tall for the audience in that bright light.
Making me yet again a beautiful display for their eyes tonight.
About the Creator
Shavine Adolphus
my name is Shavine, obviously I'm new here but I've been having a lot words to share with the world and I discover Vocals and I thought this was the perfect place to be discover notice so I hope you love it as much as I do.
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