
Bruised My Skin
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Category : Poems
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Don't look at me as if I were your savior,When I don't know why I was born,And what dreams of mine have desires.I held the hands of thoseWith whom I got nowhere.I kissed lips that bit my tongueAnd bruised my skin,Kind of violence in the name of fake love.I don't remember who I cried for the last time,Sometimes bad thoughtsCome like an avalancheAnd I have nowhere to hide,Only under the blanket, in bed.