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Feb 2018
She had words splattered in ink all over her bare skin
Filling her with self doubt
Staining her confidence
Shutting her mouth

Everytime she was hurting a new word appeared
By this time there was no clean space left
The only color she saw was black and the blackest of all was her heart

The things you said are printed on her forever like the tattoo that you regret
She's desperately trying to forget

Scraping the words that once crushed her
Sadly they always appear again at night
They will never be gone
rosecoloredpoet
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rosecoloredpoet  20/F/Czech Republic
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