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my skin is torn
made to be worn
is it keeping You warm?
newborn
naively smooth
wear it with pride
then toss it aside
but is it keeping You warm..
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In the cold air of the night,
Where all my ideas make sense,
When I feel the fabric of my clothes,
And sweat between my fingers,
That numbing emot..
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I don't know what this feeling is
But it makes my hands cold,
Griping them in place
Stomach sinks in,
Thoughts envelop my brain,
Eyes watering,
..
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Sometimes,
lie hurts more than a truth
Sometimes,
your soft, gentle touch stings more than a slap across the face
Sometimes,
"i love you" means ..
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And when we both,
Inevitably,
Die,
I want us to share
Our cold bedding.
Crawl up to me
And put your skull
On my ribs.
Your empty eyes looking ..
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Hide me in your mind,
Let my face exist in front of your eyes,
Eyes are windows to the soul,
But what if I just wanted to rest?
Fall into touch ..
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