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Silver Spring, Maryland

My skin is like a map, where my heart has been And I can't hide the marks, but it's not a negative thing So I lay down my guard, drop my defenses, down by my clothes I'm learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow I bruise easily, so be gentle when you hande me There's a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily _¶¶__¶¶___ _¶¶__¶¶ _¶¶__¶¶ __¶¶¶¶__¶¶¶¶¶¶ ___¶¶___¶¶ ________¶¶¶¶ ________¶¶_____¶¶¶¶¶ ________¶¶¶¶¶¶_¶¶__¶¶ _______________¶¶¶¶¶ _______________¶¶_¶¶ ____¶¶¶¶