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Cuts and Bruises


I can't breathe,but i'm not dead
I was strangled,but still untouched
Hurtful words cut me,yet I don't bleed
  I wish there was a way,
I could show you how abused I am.

  No stopping,for that pitiful past,
there is no sorry,for bruises and complaint
  Moving forward,
  I try,I try

ah but today,
  it all caught up to me.
and I was not strangled,I was not cut.

into many pieces -
  I was simply torn apart

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  • Pisces20
    November 12
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    i really really like this poem. ur a great writer


  • Scar Symphony
    August 1

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    very thought invoking , i loved it you're a great writer and i hope you keep up the good work

  • Wow

    This was a really good poem. It truly expressed your inner pain of what judgement does to you. Thank you for giving me the chance to read this.

    Welcome to the Finalists list
    ~Serenity


  • Kathraina silver member
    April 4

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    Very deep emotion here.
    Great job on this piece, I love the strong simplicity here.
    Bravo!!!


    ♥ Kate