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Sep 2023
i feel most like myself in skin covered in tattoos
skin you once ruined by your touch
the art on my body will never feel your cruel hand
skin that will never crawl with your presence
lines and colors that you cannot trace
beauty created on spaces that used to burn at the touch of your fingers
tattoos that you will never get to see
scars you will never get to feel
skin that will never be scrubbed in desperate hopes to feel clean again
reclaiming the space that you will never feel again
decorating my body, my home
that you will never intrude on again
i hope you burn.
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trin  20/F/<3
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