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Michael A Duff Aug 2020
Marked our skin in ink

Each one with secret numbers

Now just lines I think
I marked my body with symbols deep of our love, a code only we shared she marked hers with my number "74" she wore, circles for each of us children too. I chose a key, she'd unlocked a heart I never knew I wear "14364". She has a keyhole on her hip meaning so deep and now does it mean anything to her but ink in skin she wishes not to keep, perminate even if covered. I will wear mine to my grave together with my box of things she forgot to put the parts of my heart in. No colors gay, she chose to stare at the mirror because real life was too bright. Year Slater I cry winding if I'll ever know before I die.
stopdoopy Feb 2019
to leave little stains on your cheeks with my lipstick

to see how good you look marked up

your perfume upon my breath

so everyone knows who I'm with

tight hugs

slow dances

nights in autumn

cuddled up

just me and you angel

having a good time
melanie Mar 2018
You have forever marked me.
Leaving me ugly & wounded
Leaving me less than whole
Leaving me alone & cold.

I am scarred with a constant reminder
That you once loved me.

I hope that you don't return.
she was German

we couldn't see her face
but we couldn't help
but to admire

we couldn't see fear there


could it possibly be
because she was
Excuse me
veRy much

can we paint your hand rail
was she

just that much
Bret Jun 2017
Your lips kiss me black and blue.
Lucky for you,
that's when I feel prettiest.
Hailey McMullen Apr 2017
Your voice; a melodious tune
that replays itself in my head,
and as I watch you speak
the words dance off your lips
and linger onto mine...

Divine. That's what you are.
A being so rare, so bright, that
I am fortunate enough
to have crossed paths with you.

And though our paths may not
be intertwined, the thought of you
is burned into my mind.

You have left your mark
and I am scarred.
So beautifully scarred.
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