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This is about a past relationship. |
| Younger Skin Retracing footsteps is a game, Who’ll be the first to stay the same? I walk in skin no longer mine Sagging, grown too loose with time. Mockingly, she echoes me, More confident, pretty, thin. I’m lost inside a lost girl’s skin. You draw me in. Retracing feeling, we sketch our way. The trees in a quiet place Marked by decay. We are the same We are the same Don’t ever ever say I changed. I slip on this dress The one I wore the day we met Now tight round belly and breasts. I won’t dance for you tonight, Won’t show my cleavage, Bare my thighs I know I’ve faded in your eyes. Strange, this time I’m the one to compromise. Through the forest, you draw me in, I’m lost within My younger skin. 18/3/05 |