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Jul 2017
These scars you inflicted that only I can see, they do not reside on my body.
These brutal acts that can not be justified, maybe ripped flesh would be easier to console.
These wounds take longer to heal, almost always becomes infected.
Infected on purpose, because I rub dirt inside, every time I allow you back into my bed.
© 2017 Claire Meakin
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clairevanya  22/F/Birmingham
(22/F/Birmingham)   
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