Four And A Half Words. Poem by Livi Topley
Four And A Half Words.
It's four and a half words on the back of a hand,
chewed down nails to the core and a hangover.
There's no sleep behind these eyes,
there's no beauty to this face cause I only look pretty in my shadow.
And i don't wanna trip on the curtain call,
looking like a fool with short extensions,
only long for a hug or a handhold
but that feels too silly to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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