The bruises that scatter my body tell a story of pain, suffering and standing up. My newest bruise given to me by my mother covers from my shoulder all down the left side of my stomach down to my left hip. Just saying my mind and hitting a nerve, landed me this. Forever bruises on the inside never to heal
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These Pages Among the Dead
PoetryThese pages contain my most deepest thoughts, doubts, fears that are ever growing never stopping, and filled with pain, and bitter sweet melancholy. Continue if you wish. Enjoy(:
