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| sabbie |
i run my tounge across your palm i taste your skin and in your skin i taste the people that have gone before. as my tounge traces your wrist over the scars i have not seen i leave my own story there for the next person to read. they will invent a dna scanner and, jsut like a barcode they will be able to read your whole body, be able to follow the old paths that snailtrail their way across your skin and they will find this, my graffiti on your arm forever after there will be a little indelible scrawl on your skin that quietly says 'sab was here' |
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| blown cherry |
i liked that, especially towards the end people leave indelible graffiti that scars us forever, so we will never forget I would never want to forget anyway, so it is a comfort to look down at myself and see pieces of all of you being reflected back |
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