13 Inches Poem by Michael Arthur

13 Inches



Blatant honest is fine. Candy-coated words can only be nursed off of for so long. Most mean well. I know it's how I take things, or maybe it's how I hold on to hopeless things for so long. Being unafraid laying down hard-earned scars beneath those clumsy boxcars.

Thursday, September 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: wounds
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