#%*@&$#.
thanks.
i needed that.
i needed a reminder.
it's not like
i'm struggling for every breath.#%*@&$#.
thanks.
i needed that.
it's not like school is hell
and you are the devil.
it's not like that at all-
not even hell could be this bad.#%*@&$#
thanks.
i needed that.
my confidence, self-esteem,
was almost out of the negatives.#%*@&$#.
thanks.
i needed to be called a #%*@&$#.
i needed to be reminded that i'm just a piece of #%*@&$#.
i needed to be told to #%*@&$# myself.
i needed to hear you yelling that i'm
#%*@&$#;%*@&$#.#%*@&$#
thanks.
i needed it.
#%*@&$#.
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Words are Knives
Poetryperhaps night is dark to provide us less distraction from our nightmares. Ranking: #267 in Poetry #144 in Poetry