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I reach out to you, only wanting one touch,

Each time you shy away, rejecting my touch.

 

Just one brush of your finger will quench my desire,

Yet again you ignore my pleas for your touch.

 

What is it that is so abhorrent about me?

You act as if you were burnt by my touch?

 

Have I said or done something so bad,

That you don’t even acknowledge my touch?

 

After speaking words of love and forever,

You pretend to have never felt my touch.

 

Well fuck you for ignoring me and breaking my heart.

I might be wounded, but I’m not that soft a touch.

 

I’ve decided its time for me to turn away and leave,

And never again will I let you close enough to touch.

 

 

 


 

 

 

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