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Shameless. Caught under your humid flesh. I watch on as if I don't own my own body anymore, as if no really meant yes. But tomorrow I will have to remind myself, that this really is my skin.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
Skin
Shameless. Caught under your humid flesh. I watch on as if I don't own my own body anymore, as if no really meant yes. But tomorrow I will have to remind myself, that this really is my skin.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
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