Dear Me of Yesterday, By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
D'you wonder why your hands hurt today?
I can tell you why that is:
It's the sharp kiss of your lips.
That's a habit you must break,
Lest much more skin you will take.
Nerves and will
May battle still,
But for fingers' sake,
Kindly strip that habit and
Go dump it in the lake.
Sincerely,
Today's Me
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