Raw nerves
rubbed wrong
agony
a hummed-out song
this friction
inflaming
so much better
than fiction
burn
second degree
pain as
a pedigree
wounded deep
craving salt
dislocated
memories
hurts so good
blisters clarify
two more lines
to hide my crime
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