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Mar 2019
Despite the shape,
Despite the dent,
Despite the kiss,

A bruise from lips,

Doesn't feel-
But does have to heal-

The same,
As a bruise from fists.
I swear to god, it was shaped like a heart.

Kinda wish this one flowed better, we'll see if it changes.
EphemeralLikeGold
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EphemeralLikeGold  23/M
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     bleached, --- and daylene wolfe
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