Be careful how you make me feel.
What I feel is always turned to words.
My words, are like beautiful roses.
They are pretty to look at and sharp to the touch.
But also, delicate. Easy to break.
My words can be knives, cutting into the skin, bleeding on the carpet.
They can be pointed, rough. Hurtful even.
I can be sharp and painful.
I can be sweet and gentle.
I could break your heart and mend it with a look in my eyes and the words off my tongue.
So tread carefully.
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Words n' shit
PoetryThis is a collection of stuff that I wrote. It's not that good. I'm not an experienced writer or poet but sometimes it helps me to write what I feel.
