Happy Birthday, Goodbye

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You ran your hands along the side of my face
Lovingly, subtly, dangerously,
Up to my ears.
You told me 
Softly, beautifully, mischievously,   
How you loved how I didn't have them pierced. 
But when I reached 18 years
Quickly, horribly, longingly, 
I stuck pins into my flesh.
And now I have these holes
Tauntingly, laughingly, mockingly 
Gaping at the side of my face.
All they do is remind me, 
Hauntingly, depressingly, foolishly
Of where your hands once ran.
And I can't hear your voice
Deeply, fiercely, endlessly
Telling me you love me anymore. 





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