Why are you still on my mind
I thought you were just a bruise, a mystery bruise
The type you discover two days after a night out
forgotten as soon as it's found
But you've become a fracture
An injury I still cannot heal
Because you eased me into you
You wrapped your hands around my heart and promised to be kind
And because knew you would be, I could not, would not let those hands
so soft, so wondering, wander across my wounds
And expose just how cruel I have been to myself
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