The words pierce off my tongue
Hurting you makes a personal blow
But you hurt us worse than you know
And your fists don't have to move
For your words abuse for you
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
