this skin a highway for your fingers where you drive them down this asphalt spine and you stop catch your tires in the pits of my skin the place where i picked and picked until the blood came out from the tender asphalt but you just kept driving you finally reach your destination and we take moments to recollect your skin / my skin your car / my road we are together.
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