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I feel a filth in my bones

by revenant

I just want to bury my face in your neck Breathe you in Breathe me out They're like little speed bumps Crawling Sprawled across my body Slow down Slow Slow No Stop Stop Running your fingers over them Like they're beautiful Like I'm beautiful Elsewhere they're like large print Braille I'm in love with such painful reminders Not pain But the memories I have a hard time remembe... Someday you'll see every inch of me And you'll read between every line And I will be so ashamed. You will never know the hatred and the anger behind the ripples you will ever so carelessly run your hands over I feel a FILTH in my bones. Oh, my mind, Be but a flicker of sanity Leave me be Leave. Me. Be. 1/5/14
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May 29, 2014
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