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I kept guessing the finger, that traced along my skin. Now it's gone, gone with the wind! Now it's no longer here, to keep me guessing! Come back, dear finger, I promise not to twitch! Come home, dear finger, right where you should be! Forgive me, was I wrong? Forgive me, have my demons won? Dear finger, keep tracing across my back! Dear finger, tear away my skin, pick at my bones! Dear Finger Rip Me To Shreds - DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! TRACE ALONG MY SKIN! DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE! ANYTHING!
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Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 2:15 AM UTC
Guessing
I kept guessing the finger, that traced along my skin. Now it's gone, gone with the wind! Now it's no longer here, to keep me guessing! Come back, dear finger, I promise not to twitch! Come home, dear finger, right where you should be! Forgive me, was I wrong? Forgive me, have my demons won? Dear finger, keep tracing across my back! Dear finger, tear away my skin, pick at my bones! Dear Finger Rip Me To Shreds - DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! TRACE ALONG MY SKIN! DEAR FINGER! DEAR FINGER! MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE! ANYTHING!
any form of interaction with you is worth it.
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Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 2:15 AM UTC
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