Jasmine Berry

Rookie - 339 Points (13/08/2000 / Burnely)

Three Little Words

As you utter that simple string of words,
My gelid stone heart melts into lava,
And sweetness is formed from saline and hurt,
i wear your voice like a suit of armour.

Those three little innocent syllables,
Have the power to drown my worst notions,
Heal the cuts from my myriads of falls,
gently murder the pain of self loathing.

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