The Pretty Ones
Peel back your skin
And show me what's inside
Beneath your flesh of gold.
The words written on your arms,
The shadows that play with your hair,
The lines of obsidian that sit on the rims of your eyes,
Turning heads and stealing hearts
Like I never could
.
~October
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