Shame Blush Me Crimson

Dilemmas are always awkward. This is my outlet on merely one of them..which is still yet to be unsolved.

Where do you go when you have a problem?

I have a problem.

I've been nowhere.

I need to find



Raised rutched lumps,

Morbid white bumps.

"Whose dabbled in that?"

"What sort of a girl are you?"

I can just see it now,

Everyone would all point the finger,

They all would ask intrusives,

I will be left with a shameful face

My body still itching in the bruises.


Please tell me,

                                  can anyone fix this?


The End

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