Challenge
give me a glimpse into your twisted mind
let's get honest with eachother. write a micropoem (a very short poem) about one or more of your raw thoughts. don't be scared; i'm all twisted up too. oh! and HEY! twisted doesn't have to mean ugly, u know?
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Self Annihilation
Blood dripping down my ankle
yummy.
Ribs poking through my skin
beautiful.
Bruises on my cheek
earned.
Screams cast in my direction
love.
Caresses through my hair
undeserved.