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I could never stop at just one tattoo To signify you, if I started, Because each tribute could Never come close to the greatest Symbol: My skin; You're in the wrist without scar lines, The arm without needle tracks, The dent in my smile, My mini half dimple and Every laughter line I could never erase Frankly, my dear, You complete my face. So any tribute; Any Scorpion Moth Pokeball Rose quote, Or aptly chosen sloth, Would never come close to the Gaps in-between: You're every drop of blood that has not spilled You're the heartbeat I couldn't Still, because your face Was too hurt in my head. You're in the fact that I'm not dead. So, in a way, there's no point etching you into my skin , my derp, Because, you're already, irrevocably, There.
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
Flesh coloured ink
I could never stop at just one tattoo To signify you, if I started, Because each tribute could Never come close to the greatest Symbol: My skin; You're in the wrist without scar lines, The arm without needle tracks, The dent in my smile, My mini half dimple and Every laughter line I could never erase Frankly, my dear, You complete my face. So any tribute; Any Scorpion Moth Pokeball Rose quote, Or aptly chosen sloth, Would never come close to the Gaps in-between: You're every drop of blood that has not spilled You're the heartbeat I couldn't Still, because your face Was too hurt in my head. You're in the fact that I'm not dead. So, in a way, there's no point etching you into my skin , my derp, Because, you're already, irrevocably, There.
(You're even in my uncut hair)
Lifesabeach
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
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