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Mar 2013
V.
maybe if I scrub my mouth hard enough
I will get the taste of your tongue
out of my mouth
and the taste of our whispered words
off of my lips
but it won't matter
because your touch will still be ironed
into my bones
and your words branded white hot
into my skull
teasing me
Written by
Cass
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