Allergic

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“Some bruises show up early-and stay with us far too long.”

Today I noticed a different pain.
Remained calm as a man with a plan who’s been through the hell of infidels.

Both struggled through a bastard's pain,
But only I can also see a mother's strain.

The labor of being picked last nurtures the bruises we carry.
You run away like someone allergic to love, thinking you will poison the batch.

We didn't fall far from the tree.
Bruises showed up early for me.
We tried to heal sweet and allowed our soil to sour delivery.

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