Underneath My Skin

Underneath My Skin
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Posted on December 18, 2018 by AliceDarkFae

little pig, little pig..

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I thought my house
Would stand against the storm.
That I could weather,
Yet not be worn.
But now I’m deconstructing.
Brick by brick
I’ll be gone.

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