Fighter

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Bloody knuckles and broken glass,

Pain breaking through the silence of a numb mind.

Satisfied smile;

My smug reflection smirking back at me.

Bruises and scabs.

Closed fists dripping blood.

Pain, a reminder like a needle being pushed into my mind.

I am broken.

A monster.

A shadow of ash and bone.

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