Emotional Abuse
If my pain starts reflecting on my skin, and your hurtful words, like broken chords, begin replaying through my mouth; If the aches and heartbreaks you've inflicted begin to show as bruises and scars, Maybe, just maybe, you'll love me a little bit. ©reddragonfly⚘
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