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Sep 2014
I feel, I feel
The sun kissing my skin
Pressing his lips against me
Oh, the warmth he gives my blood

He feels, he feels
He told me that he did
He told me he kissed me
Because he couldn't resist

And then it is too hot
I feel, I feel--
I feel the burn on my skin
I feel it piercing through every muscle; every bone

And then it is cold

Surprised, I am surprised
I look upon myself
Covered with the scars that he left
He told me he felt, turns out he was heft
Written by
Patrice Diaz
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