paranormal.

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the ghost of your touch haunts me

 your fingertips on my skin 

 its not your thumb that glides back and forth in a soothing manner

its the tightening of your hand around my wrist

your fingers nails that dig into my skin

i can't see the bruises

but i'm haunted by them


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