“I hate it when the pain comes from other people,
when they say and do things that they know can pierce my heart,
because I can’t fight back. I can’t return what they did to me.
It’s not that I don’t have the ability to,
it’s just that I can’t imagine myself hurting people.
Why would I do that to others if I already know how it feels?”
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PoetrySometimes, when things seem to fall down, and when we can't see anyone around to help us pick the fallen pieces up, we tend to do it by ourselves in silence. But I don't want for us to stay living with that mindset, because I still believe that help...
