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Measure up
He
kisses your skin
and
leaves a part of himself
within you
I
wonder if his mark on you
will last longer
than mine
He
plays with all the pieces
I was born without
You
melt in his grasp
gasping
against him
I
fade into your past
unable to become
what I want
and
you need
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