Ive never been with a boy who hasnt seen me naked. Its always the squeaky futon, bear-it-all, turn-off-the-lights quickstep. Dont chalk it up to daddy issues.Maybe Im sick of keeping private parts private. I dont want rainwater secrets on my lips, tasting of dont make too much noise. Octobers dust in my lungs, maybe I dont want bits of four AM lingering in my subconscious. Smokers breathe in fire, coat their insides in ash. Is that suicide or arson? Listen to me, listen to me. Im alive. IM ALIVE.Im naked and bruised, but Im alive. Im not a piece of fruit. Dont press into my flesh, looking for soft spots. My whole body is tender and rotten, but Im alive.Im alive and just because you can see it all, doesnt mean you know it all
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About Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses
Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses.
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