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it's copyrightedThe unkindness of life Deeply penetrated with red ink That reminds me of the dreaded you My eyes callously Lead me to this love encrusted picture of you Tattooed on my arm Permanently I wish I could erase the memory But I can’t It sits deep in my arm Reminding me of the monsters I faced The unkind words An imprint of wars Of torn up memories Of messed up promises Of laughter Playfulness Of my disgruntled pleasures Of my rebellion An imprint of you A tattoo of you that can Never erase the dreaded you. © 2008 LMN
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