The language of love flowed freely,
Through the rivers of our veins,
During the summer we discovered marlboros
And razors edges.
We used the torn corners,
To rip out fistfuls of hair,
and later,
fistfuls of skin.
Ritually dancing under the moonlight,
Claiming freedom,
But in all reality,
We were simply stuck
In the wrappers
Of our youth.
#shauna #wra