Wounded.

 

the freckled dark skin
the dirty pointed nails
mingled with each other
resulting in blood
dark red blood
with viscous flow
there was a pain
excruciating pain
the blotch it left
on the skin
was treated
with intense care
the pain persisted
the wounds of the body
were healed
but the wounded heart
kept crying for survival.

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