Skin

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Whenever our skin touches…

Mine slowly starts to hum.

But apparently, in this world, that is wrong.

Whenever our skin touches…

Mine slowly starts to burn,

I don’t understand why that’s anyones concern.

Whenever our skin touches…

I can’t help but grin,

Why do people say it’s such a sin?

Whenever our skin touches…

I want to hold you in my arms,

but all they want to do is bring us harm.

Whenever our skin touches…

People scream and yell,

but the way our love burns…


I would gladly die in hell.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 16, 2014 ⏰

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