Category: Poetry

The eyes, they look and scold

the mind it beholds creations

of a new design that require

brave thinking and closed eyes.

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-Alina

Clean my body with boiling water

till my flesh is seared and scorched,

red and blistered. Itching until I pick

and pull my skin off.

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-Alina

Broken eyes look clean

holding images in eyelids,

falling into iris thoughts

dark and endless.

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-Alina

Hold me down, under the sun,

golden eyes strike my body

little bruises to my heart.

Unapologetic looks

leave me battered,

your voyeurism hurts.

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-Alina