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Stripped

Claire Parker The floor was covered Clothes, shoes Sheets Layers of personality meant to impress My makeup Your meds We lived in a room With the world locked out On a bed that smelled of Trust and fear Pain and love Your chest was my pillow And my arms were your sheets Until the lights and noise faded away And we saw by the shine in our own Smiles and eyes And when I couldn’t Feel my heart or Find the words You made my body Sing We forced ourselves Into ourselves In hopes of finding something We didn’t even know we’d lost By the end the bed was stained With our efforts And our rewards We couldn’t always tell them apart We slept Slick with sweat But huddling close To keep reality From getting between our sheets