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Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Ripping, tearing, Pulling my flesh away. Peeling back the skin And settling in. To a host of which They are unwelcome. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Lying, defying, Numbing the realities. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Whispering nothings to which There are no meanings. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Confusing, undoing, Ignoring all truths. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Crafting lies which Are filled with sin. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Mending, fixing, Stitching the wounds. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Making a home in which They shouldn't be existing. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Peeling back the skin And settling in.
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC
Under My Skin
Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Ripping, tearing, Pulling my flesh away. Peeling back the skin And settling in. To a host of which They are unwelcome. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Lying, defying, Numbing the realities. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Whispering nothings to which There are no meanings. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Confusing, undoing, Ignoring all truths. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Crafting lies which Are filled with sin. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Mending, fixing, Stitching the wounds. Peeling back the skin And settling in. Making a home in which They shouldn't be existing. Under my skin, Your words are digging in. Peeling back the skin And settling in.
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC
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