The Red Between Our Fingers
There are days I miss the red marks between our fingers Intertwined for so long the marks would stay for hours The feeling of your hand in mine is something I thought I'd feel forever The red marks between our fingers faded slowly Intertwined but not quite as passionate as before The red got lighter until all that was left was peach The red marks between our fingers are now gone completely
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