Scars and Bruises 

I can endure the heat on my skin
But not the way you burn
Enjoying the tiny scars
Not the frequent bruises
Rest in cruel words said during passion
After crying from ones said out of anger
I enjoy our moments of bliss
But can’t forget the loud noises and drowning tones that led to this

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