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May 2013
A splash of black.
A hint of blue.
A smack here.
A lump, too.

Stuttering tongue,
bleeding lip.
A tear drops.
Get a grip.

One word
was all I said.
Stomp on toes
to get ahead.

"Goodbye"
was all you need
to hit and
make me bleed.

Outer scars may
show the fight,

but inner pain
is black as night.
Kaila Wenker
Written by
Kaila Wenker
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