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Thinking about getting a tattoo But, I take pause... Looking in the mirror I see my body’s already covered Marked in invisible ink Every inch of my bare skin Painted with the joy and pain of living From my heart to my hips Color faded here, but poppin’ over there Memories designed by your hands Others etched on my own A collection that makes me smile Among a few pieces I regret So, about getting a tattoo... I guess I’m not ready Because I can’t think of a tattoo Meaningful enough, yet To write over any of the life I’ve lived
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
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Thinking about getting a tattoo But, I take pause... Looking in the mirror I see my body’s already covered Marked in invisible ink Every inch of my bare skin Painted with the joy and pain of living From my heart to my hips Color faded here, but poppin’ over there Memories designed by your hands Others etched on my own A collection that makes me smile Among a few pieces I regret So, about getting a tattoo... I guess I’m not ready Because I can’t think of a tattoo Meaningful enough, yet To write over any of the life I’ve lived
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
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