(language may offend) Tattoo They are there to erase the words“ Cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt, cunt…” Written under my skin The story my daddy wrote and still wants to write Without sun, without stars, without flight and love Where the paper would end up in the bin. I know my torture bores you. This skin is torn and stuck together again I can turn total skin to total scar But that is still his story – not mine So now my skin holds sun, stars and flight Love is coming slowly...

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