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emb[roid]ered bruises ~ v[y]l  

they hang
from my ribs
caught in
the fractures
like
plated gold,
holding
my broken pieces
together

and i cradle them
[in turn]
between
my
chalk outline
hips,
nailed
to the floor
by whimpers
while the other
skins
his knuckles
on my teeth

but i can
forgive
them anything
when i
am
folded &
tucked,
pressed
amid
their chests,
warm

and i can
look past
anything
when
they fit
around
my
slender curves,
sleep
against
my bruises

my wolves,
who
break me
apart,
tear me
to shreds...
... i can
bear it all
if
one
could
just
love
me...
_shadoe_
Written by _shadoe_ (katyusha)
Published
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