Bruises

Melting purple was the colour of my nail vanish to match the fingerprints on my skin. My pale skin kissed with colours of yellow and purple fading like the summer sun. When the morning comes I can barely move. My body struggling to repair and recover the damage. I force myself from my bed and…

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Panic

One moment everything was fine, I was dancing with a drink in my hand making polite conversation with his friends. We were talking about tattoos when my heart started to pound against my chest, getting faster and faster. Suddenly I could see there lips moving but I couldn't hear a word that came out of…