itotoro

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there is a gash on your cheek. did i put it there? you ask me a question. you look at me lost and i look for an answer. did i? i don't remember. i'm tired. i don't remember. i may have hurt you. i don't remember. i mumble, forgive me, and i reach towards you who i don't remember. your hand follows my fingertips. you look at me lost and i feel the sting. my blood on your nails. ah. it's you.

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