Allow me to let kisses fall like rose petals onto where wounds once were.
Let my love glisten like sunlight in gemstones onto your scars, imperfection & humanity.
Lips tender like the wings of a butterfly brushing over your shame with grace.
Scars
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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a bad driver with a record to prove it, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, the result of my mother losing her virginity, easily excitable, a lover of music, a pretty shit liar, late to any event no matter what, myself without apology. View all posts by Amber💘
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