Naked

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You used my body like a canvas;

Every stroke of your hand,

Brushed away the color of my skin,

Leaving me bare, open and filthy.

Every kiss from your lips

poisoned my insides,

You slowly killed me within.

And now,

I am left with a flesh canvas

Free for someone else to paint their colors.

-A.S-

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