You have punched me more times than I can remember
kicked more than I care to say
the bruises and scars formed a patten
but not all of them are visible
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Usually it's the scars you can't see that run the deepest, hurt the most, and take the longest to heal. A powerful poem about those who suffered from the ones that should have been the best in life. Your poem made me think of not just a persons love painfully lost but also the suffering of a discarded pet.
gee, this is the second poem in two days to have the word rubbish! i haven't heard that word in MANY years in the U.S. Instead, i hear trash or garbage. the other poem was form Malaysia. maybe a who after stranger? IF i know you, and i think i do, you shall meet them full-force. may your armor be strong and your weapons stronger! another encouraging poem for others who may have been hurt or are being hurt. (i think) bri :)