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Mar 2018
‪her skin is caressed ‬
‪ever so gently,‬
‪but she whimpers ‬
‪through her smiles, ‬
‪cause no one knew, ‬
‪ever since the start‬
‪she’s full of them...‬
‪these ****** bruises and scars.
Written by
Nad
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