She's the good haunting late into the night.
She's the love painted under your eyelids.
She's the good morning after never having slept.
She's the wheeze as you try to speak for the first time in so long your tongue seizes.
She's the one who deciphered your body's secret code.
She's the ache in your bones.
You've been marked and want the world to know.
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