Her bruise could not be seen
Even she
could not see
it's dark nails tearing apart
her heart
Please take heed
For this haunting feeling she carries
Will make you buckle
to your knees
She harbors it
keeping it secret
from the world
Not one person will pry it from her
For she has carried it too long
And though it longs
to be freed
and the weight lifted off of her
She holds onto this everlasting voice
Its barking orders, she will conform to
Tell no one it says listen to me it says
So she will bottle it up
It will fester and smolder until all it becomes
is a bruise on her heart
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