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Sep 2014
How long will you linger
On my skin?
Why do I feel you
When I'm wrapped up with him?

He kisses with your lips
Your fingers dance on my hips
If I close my eyes
I can almost pretend

But his fingers grab too tight
He is trying to push you out.

I bruise,
I bleed.
But you are the one
Who broke me.

His marks will fade
You will linger on my skin.
Sophie Foster
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Sophie Foster
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   Ciel De Verre
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