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SilkLace
Author:
Lovejoy PM
My arms are not pretty things...
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 60 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-17-06 - id: 2092454
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Shadows stretch up the walls
But there's no light to be seen,
Still, I gaze through the darkness;
A silent veil hanging.
Silk-lace scars never die.
Kiss my open wound,
Lick my bleeding veins,
Heal the tattoo flesh
That remembers my pain.
Silk-lace scars never die.
I'm bleeding for you again.
Silk-lace scars never die.

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