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a dedication to my trauma and broken bones
you leave a mark every time you touch me. your fingertips touch my skin gently. when you pull away, i am left bruised and broken. sometimes i'll look at my wrists, and those places you caressed me as if i'll see a scar that was never there.
i'm watching the girl you kiss now. i don't talk to her, but i don't have to to see the bruises that are forming at her neck. she looks at me and i know that we are the only ones that see them.
and i maybe i just want someone else to see them.
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