Blood, Bruises, And Tears Poem by Lanna Reece
Blood, Bruises, And Tears
Blood runs down my lip
The taste bitter-sweet
The taste of your skin
In between my teeth
Bruises mar my skin
From fights I've not won
You like to degrade
That I'm not enough
You scream when I cry
Say there's people much worse
But yes, I do know that
I can't stop the hurt
‘Blood, sweat, and tears'
Come with bruises and cuts
The things women hide
Just to feel loved.
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