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The Bruised Smile
The murky orbs around her eyes,
those bloody eyes,
Her undone hair,
The slap impressions on her face
and her scratched neck:
All were the testimonies
of the atrocities, she had endured.
I stood there
frozen,
unable to move
or speak.
And then, She Smiled
and behind the facade of her Smile
She camouflaged
all her miseries.

© Shafat_Ibne_Ali