Charis Vera's
Pencil sketchings and lip crashings
Monday, August 25, 2008
Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In your image
Breathe your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger
scars make us stronger
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