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What I avoid
Your skin breaks and sticks
The fingers of both my hands.
My eyes are filled with tears
That have never flowed my lips.
You think about what I avoid,
And you ask me the things
I never feel comfortable talking about.
You look at me, I close my eyes
'Cause I'm still afraid of how
This night will end this dark.
© roxana
The fingers of both my hands.
My eyes are filled with tears
That have never flowed my lips.
You think about what I avoid,
And you ask me the things
I never feel comfortable talking about.
You look at me, I close my eyes
'Cause I'm still afraid of how
This night will end this dark.
© roxana
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