Bruises under my skin
Muscles are worn and thin
Bones are brittle and breaking
My shoulder is aching
From the boulders I've been holding in
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Notes by Nailinthewall
PoetryIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
stress
Bruises under my skin
Muscles are worn and thin
Bones are brittle and breaking
My shoulder is aching
From the boulders I've been holding in
