Your Words

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Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But words can
Never hurt me.

Is that true?
I asked of you.
Because your words
Penetrate my soul.

They puncture my being
Leaves me suffocating.
With every harsh remark
And every cold retort.

Why can't you see
You're killing me.
Making me worthless
Emotionally.

You speak without thought
As though all is naught.
But each time you laugh
You don't see me cry.

You spin my world around
When you put me down.
It is your pleasure
To tease when I break.

Stick and stones
May break my bones.
But your words
Hurt me even more.

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Written: 01.04.03

A/N: This has nothing to do with how I feel, but do share your thoughts.

- ® Pris Yeo ® -