i can still see the lipstick marks
even after you've wiped them away.i can still see the red scratches
when you come home with a scarf.i can still see the purple blotches
when you cover it up with makeup.i can still see the love bites littered across
in the dimly lit bedroom.i don't care when, where or who,
i just care why.
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stigma [body limbs collection]
Poetryslowly, our fingers interlock with the key of our hearts. started: march 25, 2018 ended: march 25, 2018 ©OUTROSOFT