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weapon of choice
I watched as you grabbed my weapon of choice and walked away,
You don't know I saw for a single word I did not say.
I shouldn't be hateful,
I should be grateful..
Like the air releasing from a balloon,
Taking a weapon to my skin is a release of the mental pain I consume.
You don't know I saw for a single word I did not say.
I shouldn't be hateful,
I should be grateful..
Like the air releasing from a balloon,
Taking a weapon to my skin is a release of the mental pain I consume.
Published 7th Jun 2020
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