I'll write about you 'til it doesn't hurt anymore

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All your marks

are etched in my mind

Your stretchmarks that run like an art from your chest to your shoulder

I said they were beautiful
While kissing them

You kissed me cause they were your biggest insecure.

But the mark i loved the most was the

the three freckles that formed like a triangle on the base of your neck,

It matches mine.