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Mar 2022
i have small scars
i have bruises
i have some closed and open wounds
on my ***** and
in between my thighs
literally and metaphorically
and still somehow you choose to love me
and you kiss me
on these scarred and wounded areas
just because you can
you do it because you are sweetness
and you still see me as divine
no matter how scarred my body might be
you still see me as your angel
acacia
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acacia  F/orbis
(F/orbis)   
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