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Cold rain on bare skin,A kiss for luck and a ring inscribed.
Your name's been carved on this heart and arm,
Your fingerprints, upon this soul.
Each scream a lullabye,
Each tear saved into yet another bottle
Believe, i ask,
But you won't.
Taste the hurt off your kiss,
and the pain off mine.
(c) xoxoCharis Vera @ 2:05:00 PM
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