Poems from Town Scar
I placed a rose petal upon her blue lips.
Death was gorgeous.
Her name was Harley.
Now her name is Gone.
Her arms are painted red.
An x...
Mommy always said
she wanted to be a doll
pretty, flawless, adored
she owned so many
I couldn't touch them
Now she was a...
Lonely little secrets are closing the coffin door on a perpetually quiet afternoon
She was buried wearing the brightest red, the whitest...
Curled up to the warmth.
(Masked) for comfort.
Bare for naturally wild bliss.
Decorated as desired.
The steadiest actor
At best, smooth...
Try to hold you steady
Not their fault if you're
Clumsy or disliked.
They can't keep you up
If the world is crashing down
Females directed...