She covered herself in ink.

Unable to express emotion,

she took a pen and wrote over her skin–

Thoughts and eyesight scribbled across her arms, her hands.

Lyrics and poems scattered on herself like cold raindrops.

Stars and dreams cutting into her.

She created beauty in her pain.

She covered herself, erased herself, in words.

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