All Our Love
Ballerinas love to dance
Swimmers love to swim
Hypnotists love a trance
Lights love to dim
My brain hurts loves to scream
My heart loves to break
My thoughts love to scheme
My hands love to shake
My fingers love to tear
All across my skin
It’s a pain I can wear
Should I do a spin
My tears act like acid
They love to burn across my face
A still mind, just being placid
A distant longing for my place
Copyright © Carson Metcalfe | Year Posted 2021
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