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She dropped the towel. Letting her Eyes Wonder across her skin. There were bruises on her upper arms and cuts across her back, these areas of her skin jumped out at her, 'Was It Really That Bad,' She thought to herself. The Purple-blue skin, The blue-black skin, The scratched Red skin Stuck out In her mind as she placed her towel Back on her shoulders and walked back into the room. The same thoughts ran through her mind, She continued to think about the oddly colored skin, The rest was just skin, but the red, itchy skin held memories, As did the purple-blue skin, and blue-black skin. She slid into a over-sized shirt and curled into her bed, she huddled under the covers as tears streamed down her face- Tears she didn't even acknowledge. That night, The girl silently cried herself to sleep, And subconsciously kept thinking the same thing. The scars might fade a bit in time, the bruises Will disappear, The skin color will return, but the memories will stay. And no matter where These things go off to, they will always remain- to her, and in her mind- skin memories.
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Posted by CChalk on 2009-10-13 23:40:48 | Rating: | Views: 22
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