Coat of Armor
under my skin i am covered
in ice, coat of armor, freezing
device of defense, adapted
through the course of sense.
i hold my head high, it is inflated
stuffed with thunderstorms &
want. i will flaunt until i die i am
alone i want to cry, but i can't
remember how. taste me & you
shall stick, better run quick,
every lick leaves a bruise. lose
sight, it's not right, my breaths
overlap & i step into another trap
i planted.
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