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Like a fig ripened in the
soft summer sun
plucked by rough,
unchurched hands,
I find my sweetness eaten
from the inside out
until there’s nothing left
but skin.
soft summer sun
plucked by rough,
unchurched hands,
I find my sweetness eaten
from the inside out
until there’s nothing left
but skin.
another for the prompt word "rough" in ~cypriphobia's July Prompt Challenge
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and dont ever let that happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!