Lemon Salt

Seeing my trash can will bring us together,

You don’t think I ever feel wrong,

Tears smearing, sorry for fucking up, ink,

Broken razors, blades exposed,

Before I discovered a different way to deal with imperfections,

Scars aren’t always lessons, never changes these roots,

Fear ripping up carpet scared of responsibility,

Fear couldn’t breathe.

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