(mine, mine, mine)
        by scruffy duck  (alittletoolate@Writing.Com)
Just a poem I wrote on my arm. Not for a lack of pens and paper but because.

The text says:

I know what you say
I wish I could forget
the crushes that destroy
the heart you can’t replace
(mine, mine, mine)

secrets in skin
from living in sin
my boredom breeds uncertainties
I’ve known paranoia too well
(mine, mine, mine)


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