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| Unseen Bruises |
| There are no bruises to be seen, No broken bones, But it hurts, The words....the silence, It's brought on so much pain. It's gone on for so long, It will never stop, I believe it, It's all I heard, Everywhere I went. I wish I could put it behind me, But just as I start, The cycle starts up again, The words stick like glue, That will never dissolve. I believe these words, What else am I supposed to do, It will never be any different, I'll never be anything else, So why try. July 23/1991 |
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