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your fingertips are branding my skin, scorching bright dots white-hot across a swath of my naked back blisters form before i can even feel the searing pain rake across the path of your hands
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 3:14 PM UTC
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your fingertips are branding my skin, scorching bright dots white-hot across a swath of my naked back blisters form before i can even feel the searing pain rake across the path of your hands
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 3:14 PM UTC
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