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My skin itches me to remove all traces of you, Opened my heart with one eye shut seemed to give me black and blue, I lie awake at 4 scrapping off where your fingers have once been, I promise I won't ferment bitterness for I was born with love in my vein.
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
Angry Nights: 2
My skin itches me to remove all traces of you, Opened my heart with one eye shut seemed to give me black and blue, I lie awake at 4 scrapping off where your fingers have once been, I promise I won't ferment bitterness for I was born with love in my vein.
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Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 2:21 PM UTC
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