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Aug 2018
A skin for your desires.
Made of things,
That you wish to sing.

A skin for your desires.
Sitting proud on your bones,
And you calling youself unknown.

A skin for your desires.
Accomplished by liars.
Of silver tongued ******.
A ceremony of abuse.
Leechingamba Khanganba
Written by
Leechingamba Khanganba  26/M/India
(26/M/India)   
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