It flows through me like the blood in my veins
the need to have and feel the scratching pain
I see it the the outline starring at me the
image of love the ink inside me
Put your hands on my body I need
to feel the metal inside me
I am addicted I am not ashamed
I am a blank canvas don’t turn away
See the beauty look at my skin
run your fingers over every inch the
beautiful images are coming to life
look at me and see with your eyes
I am still me nothing has changed
I am more beautiful than when you
saw me last
I wrote you a letter, you wrote me a tear
I put pen to paper to show you my ink
the passion runs through my veins
like the blood you created me!!!!
My inked skin
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