The bruise you gave me was not blue and black but it was the 7 beautiful colours of the rainbow. When we get hurt , we learn lessons. It's those lessons that we guide us throughout our lives. My bruises found colour and it's all thanks to you.
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Saving Thoughts
PoesíaA girl tossed and turned at 2am in the morning. She finally got up and told herself to save her thoughts so it wouldn't haunt her anymore.
