My face was always said to be sun kissed...I was one of those kids with the freckles scattered across her nose...I think it had something to do the fact that I went outside when the sun came up and I came back inside when it went down..I didn't really like being sun kissed...older people that I held in high esteem said that each one was a fairy or angel kiss....this scared me...I don't like the idea of little woodland creatures or people who walk on clouds flying down while I was sleeping and kissing me...I began to think of my freckles as a sign of rape even though at the time I didn't really know what rape was..but it was an insecure feeling, a feeling that something that had been robbed of me...How come freckles are kisses? How come scars aren't? Can't I have been razor kissed, or kitchen knife kissed? Can't I? Was he kissed by a gun? I think that sounds right...after all, rape is worse than death...the faries raped me and the gun raped him...I was raped of my even skin and/or complexion...he was raped of his life...I think the faries or the sun or something caught on...all I have left is one kiss below my left eye...I don't think it is even a kiss because it's kind of like a birthmark and I've never heard them refered to as kisses...but I do have other kisses...kisses of sharp objects that you would imagine to have lucious rep lips because that was always the color I saw afterwords....red....even when I closed my eyes...I found myself being kissed by the knifes...I know it sounds sick and twisted but I liked it when they kissed me...they didn't rape me, I asked them to kiss me...maybe thats why those kisses stayed...maybe that why I don't care if I get angel kisses anymore but am frightened of a guns or knife or razor's kiss....
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