Please Stop

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the hands dance around my body
It felt like needles piercing my skin
With every touch my skin burned
I cry at them to stop
But they merely smirk
I guess I am pathetic after all

The salty liquid that falls from my eyes
It just makes them smirk more
How fucking sick can a human get
Using another for their body

Ummmmm I definitely think I'm getting worse at poems probably cause I don't think about them I just write sorry guys

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