Delicate Skin
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Delicate skin whispers,
to open wounds,
the Virginity of blood,
soon exempts white.
And drips into every
reopened gash,
that my fingernails scratched,
upon the depths of your body,
I relearn every scar,
to only carve,
upon it once more.
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