Glitter, Grime, and Grease My nails, all that's underneath Count all the holes in my teeth and the scars on my face Nothing could ever replace What all those things mean

Glitter, Grime, and Grease

My nails, all that's underneath 

Count all the holes in my teeth and the scars on my face

Nothing could ever replace 

What all those things mean poetry stories
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everett_jace Writer and Musician from Texas.
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Tarnished, Tainted, and Tattered

Glitter, Grime, and Grease My nails, all that's underneath Count all the holes in my teeth and the scars on my face Nothing could ever replace What all those things mean

I’m caught in between A mess of a man Disheveled and distraught Being Distracted and lost A mess all the way to the nails on my hand Not much of a man at all A shell Much Like drywall Empty and Weak A thin veil Hell

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