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My skin contains your every utterance. Your malcontent, Your affronts. My failures. It's a love so bitter. I'm weak to it. The scent, It lingers. I bleed through the bandages. My hands, Impossible to grasp. You let me fall. We hurt together. Harmonious are the cries and whimpers. While you tear yourself apart, I pour myself into you.
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Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 3:31 PM UTC
Touch Me
My skin contains your every utterance. Your malcontent, Your affronts. My failures. It's a love so bitter. I'm weak to it. The scent, It lingers. I bleed through the bandages. My hands, Impossible to grasp. You let me fall. We hurt together. Harmonious are the cries and whimpers. While you tear yourself apart, I pour myself into you.
Love is the problem and solution. The journey and the reward. Never give up.
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28/M/On The Move
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 3:31 PM UTC
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