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Marks

Bruises fading
In the dying light
Each a mark
Upon my soul
A story told
A memory made
Not from hate
But of love
Lingering thoughts
My soul consumes
Sensations press
Against my flesh
Halting my
Breath again
Leaving new
Marks against
My skin

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