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Never again would I ever 

Want to be alone, without the 

Damned firey patter of your

Body. 

 

Never again would I want 

To have another's fingerprint

Investgate the edges of my 

Skin. 

 

Never again would I imagine 

My pupils zoom in, studying

another's disfigured 

Face. 

 

Never again would I need 

The solitary comfort of this 

Island. For I have 

You. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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