pain – something we hide something we think about in corners and late trains, something

i have believed my body must conceal

beauty is what i want to show to sell myself in to

but something

that makes me far more uncomfortable than pain

because when i hear someone say

beautiful girl

i become only that

only

my skin

while under my skin – which is pearly, just a curtain –

dwells the things i have said

and the things that have hurt me

-mllie

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