Cuts and bruises cover my
Pale flesh.Treated like a canvas,
The marks you left is the paint
You threw on me.Black,
Blue,
And purple,
The colors you used
To create an image for the abuse
You left.
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Hopeless State Of Mind
PoetrySad peoms and stories from built up emotions & memories over the past 3 years.
Abuse
Cuts and bruises cover my
Pale flesh.Treated like a canvas,
The marks you left is the paint
You threw on me.Black,
Blue,
And purple,
The colors you used
To create an image for the abuse
You left.