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Mar 2013
My skin was always whole
its pristine surface white
with only a few constant
bruises

I always bruised easily
my bones never broke
but I hurt
my skin never tore

I had no scratches
never cut myself
But I was dark
in certain places

I should not wear short skirts
they would show
Patricia Drake
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