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i.
she counts his scars with
matchstick fingers, soft sulfur
nails tracing 'i love you' on
every one of his faults.
ii.
it's so easy to mark his
parchment skin, and she etches
her own insignia beside the
ones that already haunt his mind.
iii.
she whispered, "never let those fuckers
get to you." - he shuddered against
her ink-stained tongue and believed,
believed, believed her to be true.
iv.
"Rise to the top of the world, love.
I'll be your armour."
she counts his scars with
matchstick fingers, soft sulfur
nails tracing 'i love you' on
every one of his faults.
ii.
it's so easy to mark his
parchment skin, and she etches
her own insignia beside the
ones that already haunt his mind.
iii.
she whispered, "never let those fuckers
get to you." - he shuddered against
her ink-stained tongue and believed,
believed, believed her to be true.
iv.
"Rise to the top of the world, love.
I'll be your armour."
wat
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