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A Bruise On The Cheek

Injuries are part of the tapestry of life

All of us mere bags of bones inside skin

Other wounds are more deliberate

Caused not by chance but by sin

 

A bruise on your cheek was the first sign

Make-up could'nt hide the contusion

When I asked you what lay behind it

You seemed covered in confusion

 

Another day I saw a scratch on your neck

You blamed it on the labrado...

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