Wounds
These I cannot hide
Clothes do not help
For they are not seen
The bruises beyond the skin
Under the bones
Within my head
Deep in the heart
Where they lay
So I may remember everyday
Some from sight
Some from sound
I did it for you
Miss. USA
Copyright © Michele Duran | Year Posted 2006
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