when ink dries on paper
Like physical scars
violence becomes fire
The nib becomes a needle
Digging into your flesh
Tearing into vulnerability
Hopelessness of inevitability
The frailty of feminine strength
Abuse is ink that draws into your soul
Ink that shapes
unspoken words .. ellipses
Leaving you soulfully dead.
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