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6d
I WEAR LONG SLEEVES EVEN IN SUMMER

(blue bruises
bloom
on my skin)

I wear
long sleeves
even in summer

the memory of
his flashing fists
even the memory hurts

first I lost
my smile
it somehow floated away

(blue bruises
bloom
on my skin)

next I lost
my flesh
until I was nothing

but skin and bone
my curves...my *******
vanished into themselves

"All...something...
is...grass!"
I quoted to myself

I wear
long sleeves
even in summer

the woman
in the mirror
who claims she's me

isn't...isn't!
a stranger holds
my eye

I...
...I
look away

(blue bruises
bloom
on my skin)

I wear
long sleeves
even in summer
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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