I touched your smooth skin
and felt the scars inside
You no longer talk about it
because they wipe off your
tears with a sharp razor
May I not die before
I see you smile
Let me auscultate your heart
I know that there was
something beautiful here
Whoever stole it
Please bury that name
Allow you and I to create
a new one
I don't expect you to give me
a complete smile
I just need the authority to go
for an extra mile
Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
I touched your smooth skin
and felt the scars inside
You no longer talk about it
because they wipe off your
tears with a sharp razor
May I not die before
I see you smile
Let me auscultate your heart
I know that there was
something beautiful here
Whoever stole it
Please bury that name
Allow you and I to create
a new one
I don't expect you to give me
a complete smile
I just need the authority to go
for an extra mile
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