I found a bruise on my skin today
And I don't know what it's from
I'm not sure if it's the end of it
Or if it's just begun
Now that I know that it exists
It hurts my entire body
But something that hurts me more
Is that I don't know where I got it
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Poetry Book 4
Poetryhello again! another poetry book - number four, to be exact. if you've been here a while, you know the drill: there's no order to this thing, and after 100 poems or writing pieces, there's gonna be a new book. about the cover: it was a Thursday at S...
