I feel your skin under my nails

as I bathe in the warmth of your arms

I now understand why I had been ripped apart and dismembered for so long

I percolated my blood through diamonds

and I bound my flesh back together with heat

Just to be here

So you must be the one

That I’ve seen in my dreams

I cut my hair so you couldn’t tug it out like you did last week

i looked in the mirror the other day and didnt recognize the person who wrote these

I would never trade your broken wings for mine

but I’ll lick your scars and kiss your crimes

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