thirteen | beneath her fingertips

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THIRTEEN
beneath the ivory of these fingertips













It was what laid beneath her fingertips
that they didn't understand,
The chaos that coated her flesh,
what caused such havoc in her head.
She could type heaven with her touch
and race hell along whatever she pleased.
That was what they feared.








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