lost innocence

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*scars cover the back of yours

*it feels wrong to see it even behind doors

*but makes you feel more like someone i'd know now

*clearing my devoted visions somehow

*but lips into skin makes you flinch

*something you never felt even by inch

*they say voices play on you

*more like a guitar string do'

*memories can't always be cleared

*crawling papers you feared

*hand on your back to retrace the roads

*made by sharp hands codes

*leather hurts more than silver

*drawn your pain in that river

*bare back makes you feel truth's naked

*that's why you never made it.


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