Dark Poet 55

Human Skin - Poem by Dark Poet 55

Let me sink, and let me die, never ask the question why. Hold me close, don't let go, I'll never let my feelings show. All the lies, that I believed, all the times I was deceived. Emptiness is all I feel, is true love even real? The hardest thing to live in, just might be the human skin.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression, poem

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  • Kelly Kurt (4/2/2015 8:41:00 PM)

    Indeed the trickiest apparel on earth. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 2, 2015

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