You Don’t Know

Posted on September 10, 2015 by Catastrophe Jones

You don’t know you can’t know
underneath the bleeding flesh
we’re not the same thing on the inside

maybe blood maybe bone
but underneath the bleeding flesh
we’re not the same thing on the inside

I don’t have a light like you do
I don’t have a thing that makes me shine
I don’t have a heart like you do
Don’t have a way to make you mine.

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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