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Moonlit Bruises

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Reads 412
Votes 40
Parts 26
Time 25m

bruises grief healing heartbreak loveandloss moonlight moonlit poetry

Moonlit Bruises is a bleeding garden of poems,
midnight whispers stitched with sorrow,
and the kind of heartbreak that hums under the skin long after the fire dies.
I write this with the softness of dusk
and the ache of a wound that still remembers his name.
These are the bruises kissed by moonlight,
not healed, not hidden, just...
beautiful in their breaking.All Rights Reserved

bruises grief healing heartbreak loveandloss moonlight moonlit poetry

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