Marks

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Mark me with your snakes that keep me in hostage

Take away my sight

so that the only thing I'll sense is your delicate

soft skin

Touch

Remind me that you've been here

Scan the barcode

For I am only yours


Stain me more

Stain me with your dirt


Rules are meant to be bent and broken


Have no fear

Because this is all about trust

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