Itching Desire
Like water, like soap,
like spilling beautiful blood on a porcelain floor.
Like tearing apart your skin.
Like looking into the sun and losing sight of everything else,
then falling into the dirt.
Like water, like soap,
like spilling beautiful blood on a porcelain floor.
Like tearing apart your skin.
Like looking into the sun and losing sight of everything else,
then falling into the dirt.
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