A bruise from each touch,
Words scar your skin,
Bleeding from a look.
Your fragility defines you,
More than it should.
When cotton wool and bubble wrap break your skin,
How can I protect you?
Goodwill and promises will only get me so far.
You must heal,
Before you get better.
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