Your Words

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throwing words is easy, isn't it

do you know that when these words hit

me they hurt, but you

just don't think about how blue

your words make me feel

your words are like scars that won't heal

you think calling me names

is just a game

well, it is not

as I rot

in my room thinking about

the words that make me doubt

myself.

I wonder about the flaws

you told me over and over about because 

you believe that I have no soul

and your only role

is to take out your misery

on me

but guess what

words like fat and slut

don't hurt any more

as I know that your

words are lies

Your words are LIES

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Note

Sorry for the late update, no inspiration and me being busy are the reasons

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