Careful with me...I'm Broken...

A Perfect Life

Blank face.
Pointless stare.
Painted expression.
Eloquent dress.
Tasteful shoes.
Decent house in a "nice" neighborhood with pretty flowerbeds in the summer,
neatly trimmed bushes, white picked fence,
the whole nine frickin yards....
Bruises,
screaming,
Bruises,
yelling,
Bruises,
throwing,
Bruises,
bruises...


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