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Bruises and Scars- by Shauni Cooper

Profanity has been my aliment

Obscene gestures my water

Yet no nourishment or growth is present

Quite the opposite I'm afraid

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Redundant insults that conclude the same

A bruised ego and scarred anatomy

I become increasingly unhealthy

In more ways than one

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Meaningless apologies are my sun

Fear has become my light

I count the bruises and scars in the dark

I'm surprised I have survived this long

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Author's Note: Hi! I'm working on some new things, so that's why this one is short. I'm taking care of some unfinished work I left behind, and I didn't want to go on hiatus, so I wrote this short one. Please tell me your thoughts in a review! It is very much appreciated! As always, keep writing! :)

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-Shauni