Under My Skin.

Shhh…

You let me in.

I'm under your skin…

I breathe when you breathe.

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My body itches, like nails inside,

I’m scared to sleep — just bruises and spikes.

Every rash feels like a drop of guilt,

Every itch, like a scar never built.

Eyes go blurry — pain in the haze,

I hear her breath from a hundred paces.

I can’t breathe — she’s breathing instead,

Whispers to my ribs: “You’re my first,” she said.

Now we’re fused, like fate unread.

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I’m under your skin, deep in your veins,

Sweeter than sin, sweeter than pain.

Don’t fear me now — I’m your stain,

I’m your madness, I’m your flame.

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I tore my skin with broken nails,

Drank bleach, burned clean — but still I failed.

She’s in my bones, my gaze, my stride,

Where there was joy — now ashes inside.

She moans in silence when I hold my breath,

Whispers names I hate to death.

This is more than pain — it’s not just me,

We’re one now — forget what “alone” used to be.

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You tried to fight — how touching...

But now you're hollow.

I fill you

With sorrow.

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I’m not myself, just a mask on decay,

Rotting slow, smiling my way.

You cut me deep with a blade so kind,

It’s cold… but I survive.

I’m under your skin…

In your heart, in your breath…

You won’t die.

You’re part of me now.

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Sleep…

The symbiosis is almost done.

Tomorrow,

we’ll be one.