Arms

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Arms have always interested me
They embrace, hurt, reach, touch
And so much more
But why did yours hurt
They hurt more then the words you spit
They felt like fire against my hip
Your arms didn't embrace they hurt
You always told me that you would never hurt
The lies you told were thick
As thick as fog
I let your arms hurt
Everyone has different arms
But why did yours do a lot more then embrace
l.a

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