Standing in the rain, washing you off my skin. Lying in the sun, trying to burn you away from my thoughts. Kneeling in the grass, rubbing these marks from my body. Crying in the hail, thinking of how much it beats me like you.
Reason for writing:
i wrote this to a friend who loved to torture me.
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