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Yesterday she showed me her bruises pulled her sweater up underneath her
breasts they were scattered 'cross her rib cage like a little patch of
violet rorshach tests she said just 'cause I can't crawl inside you that
doesn't mean I'm not your parasite she used to be so radiant so sexy when
she laughed now her eyes look like gravesites as she speaks in epitaphs