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Apr 2017
My skin is
black and blue,
a tender bruise
that matches
my nightly muse.
silently expands
beyond my
So I sit
and observe
as my vision
blurs to
completely obscured,
then finds an even
darker universe.
Written by
Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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