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The Web Poetry Corner - Serpentinehb - Untitled #78

Untitled #78

by

Serpentinehb

Quietly...I bruise my own skin, I press my knuckles into my cheek.
My clenched fist strains against the contours of my face. The mark will fade but a scar shall remain.

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by: Alan C. Keimig
from: Auburn, WA, US

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