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When I think of moving on from you I always forget that you're embedded in my skin, something I can't take off and you're apart of me now. They say "be comfortable in you own skin," but how can I sleep in my own skin when you're poking at my body at 4 am, keeping me up, all the way from your house, where your skin is soft and warm pressed up against hers?
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
Another Layer of Skin
When I think of moving on from you I always forget that you're embedded in my skin, something I can't take off and you're apart of me now. They say "be comfortable in you own skin," but how can I sleep in my own skin when you're poking at my body at 4 am, keeping me up, all the way from your house, where your skin is soft and warm pressed up against hers?
i wrote this a really long time ago and the thought of you made me want to take a shower and wash you away
melaniex
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
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