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The huge bird tattoo on her   Back burns like lazers when Her skin gets warm, And I, a human radiator Favouring a sub-zero bedroom And thin covers not to Burn an imprint of myself upon The sheets, Massage heavy lotion onto her Cringing canvas, occasionally Kissing that phoenix rising from The ashes of her history of Colder lovers.
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
Ink, and the Past
The huge bird tattoo on her   Back burns like lazers when Her skin gets warm, And I, a human radiator Favouring a sub-zero bedroom And thin covers not to Burn an imprint of myself upon The sheets, Massage heavy lotion onto her Cringing canvas, occasionally Kissing that phoenix rising from The ashes of her history of Colder lovers.
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
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