9.13.2020

command z

i'd cut myself open for you
pull out my insides 
rewire my brain 
unwrite my stories 

i'd break my collarbone 
so your head would rest more comfortably 

i'd sand down my calluses 
so your fingers wouldn't catch 
as you trace my palm lines 

i'd erase my scars 
so you could kiss me 
without being reminded of my cracks

i'd rewrite my birth chart 
to make it match yours 

but that wouldn't be enough, right?
you wouldn't want me if i was faultless
you wouldn't want me in the rain 
you wouldn't want me in the fall 
you wouldn't want me by the beach 
you wouldn't want me if no one else was around 
would you?

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