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Mich810

Kill again

to remeber for

what stood the last.

Nude and bare

in a view,

soak the panic.

Signs are covered

in a whisper,

don't ask me where.

Raw and naked,

stir me.

Voice fill the space,

come here,

from the time

I stare.

To make you collapse,

to make a scar.

Invated.