Her Youth
Marks on her skin replace kisses of him,
Protection from insecurity, everything short of purity.
Burdens worn like makeup,
Hiding her eyes - vandalised by breakup
She’s been on this throne for as long as is known,
Regret is apart, so much isn’t home.
Hoping for more than doing as she can
Scars on her skin replace pictures of them
Copyright © Dylan Dhinsa | Year Posted 2020
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