--Old Shirts are Vintage--I run my hands through a forgotten shirt--Old Shirts are Vintage-- in Scraps More Like This
Finger tucking into a rip at the hem
Sister, what have you been up to?
To wear out this new shirt so soon?
How many times did I tell you?
Dont be too willing to please them
You, my sister, shine like the Sun
Chase away nights dyed in Black
But Donned a new skin not your own
Just to have backs turned on you
And yet, my self-sacrificing soul,
You stretched this shirt thin over your back
So forgotten in the heavens
You covered your light in hopes of being
But your light is fading to grey
Through the unweaving th