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Dec 2011
all over my body
all these bruises
from falling
in lust
not love

they cover me entirely
every inch of my skin
I can't hide
that I fall
too quickly

and they make those bruises
from love making
*******
it means nothing
I'm covered in bruises
12/13/11
Tana Marie B
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