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berry skin

I carried with me the touch of every man

across my flaccid body like seeds pinned onto a strawberry,

bitterness dotted my skin and

made everything that it held onto, sour

The ripened fruit that possessed a sweet temptation but

hid within secrets and damages from the water it fed onto.

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