The itch.

What is your secret?… 

How do you keep your composure?…

Mouths shut, hearts bleeding unnoticed.

Your inverted tears cannot hide.

But the eyes are the only ones exposed.

The direction of body movements gives it away.

You’ve swallowed your terror.

Ate that fucker alive…

Nobody will understand how it feels to kill a itch 

Nothing is more attractive than to see you try. 

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

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