Bruises

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She is peppered

With the blossoms of her secret agony

Navy fading to indigo

Covered in these aching flowers

She didn’t give herself

Medals of honor

The reminders

That she survived another night

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  • Christina8

    Welcome to MPS! This is an agonizing write, but so well done. So many people have to face what you are writing about. Thanks for sharing!



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