Forgive

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sticks and stones may break my bones

words and taunts will haunt me

"true" loves leaving

time receding

hope nor glory am i needing

just something other than hurt and pain

and words

cutting down deep to the core

tripping falling forever more

save me from this wretched place

blood and tears drip from my face

others cannot help at all

they all wait and are watching for my fall

but i dont

i dont fall

i wont give in

i cannot will not let them win

i rise and look them in the eyes

so they can see that what they tried

has not worked

and never will

and that revenge is a bitter pill

to swallow

it only causes more pointless pain

and that we can all gain

from letting go

walking away

as the sun sinks down on this darkened day

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