Not battered, not broken, just bruised
A deep bruise that doesn't show
Touch and the pain awakens deep down
You keep poking and poking
So that I'll never heal
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on. --Samuel Beckett
