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My heart isn't broken it's bruised I have bruises like a map across my skin Across my soul across my body Bruises like a black ocean swallowing me whole Where do the bruises end And I begin It hurts to be touched But watch me beg for more It hurts to be loved But watch me try anyway Watch my skin crawl When you trail kisses down my neck Look at the footprints they leave behind Stare into my bloodshot eyes And tell me it was my fault Tell me I bruised myself Tell me I hammered my own heart Against the inside of my rib cage Until the only thing left beating Was my fists against my chest A cheap imitation For the beating of a heart Believe me when I tell you That I no longer ache for you Believe me when I tell you I couldn't make these bruises by myself Every old bruise Is shaped like your fingertips Every old bruise is shaped like your hands around my neck Every old bruise is shaped like you And when these bruises fade New ones will take their place And I hope they hurt And I hope they're beautiful
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
Bruises
My heart isn't broken it's bruised I have bruises like a map across my skin Across my soul across my body Bruises like a black ocean swallowing me whole Where do the bruises end And I begin It hurts to be touched But watch me beg for more It hurts to be loved But watch me try anyway Watch my skin crawl When you trail kisses down my neck Look at the footprints they leave behind Stare into my bloodshot eyes And tell me it was my fault Tell me I bruised myself Tell me I hammered my own heart Against the inside of my rib cage Until the only thing left beating Was my fists against my chest A cheap imitation For the beating of a heart Believe me when I tell you That I no longer ache for you Believe me when I tell you I couldn't make these bruises by myself Every old bruise Is shaped like your fingertips Every old bruise is shaped like your hands around my neck Every old bruise is shaped like you And when these bruises fade New ones will take their place And I hope they hurt And I hope they're beautiful
Romhael
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Romhael
19/F
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
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