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Dec 2012
Don't think I am empty, don't think I am hollow
Without you I am nothing
Simply exposed muscle
You are my skin.

You are my barrier, you are my protector
I am a pile of organs and a pile of bones
You keep me snug, you hold me together
You are my skin.

Don't think I am empty, don't think I am hollow
I mean every word, it isn't for show
It's just that for now, this might be the way
To say what I mean and mean what I say

You are my skin.
Written by
Camille  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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