dennis

i’m peeling away
at these layers

like a sunburned
baby who
played to long
at the beach

my skin is pale
white and flaky

i’m the oldest boy
the drunk
smarter than you know
but i’ll run away

hold it in
die within
but i dont
fear writing
it down

with different
names and
different places
attached

same meaning
if it meant
anything at
all

you
never knew
me
cuz i never
let you in

you’d get lost
within
the layers
anyway

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