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my hips don't lie

within a week,
there will likely be
bruises on my hip. because when he
holds me that way, he
holds so tightly that i can
feel his fingers
pressing into my skin.
and even minutes after he lets
go, i can see the imprint of
the tips of them if i look,
reminding me that they were
there.
i don't know why he grips me so
firmly.
as if he thinks i'm going to
drift away with the wind.

i guess he just has a weird way of showing his feelings.
Written by Amandaa (Manda)
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