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Careful Words
Mama always told me to use careful words whenever i twisted my mouth to speak. I live to know that our words still hold power even long after the conversation is over.. Lingering in the mind of those who it affected and nothing more than just sounds to those who let it not bother them. It just grazes over the ears of the skeptics for them to just brush off not even making a cut, but to others, words cut deep into their skin, piercing their soul just barely missing their heart causing these scars, that can't be seen with the naked eye, to be heard by those who will listen. To bleed all over this paper the anger, hurt, frustration, and malice. Poetry is my only band-aid so i’m spilling all of my emotions on to this sheet of loose leaf hoping that by the morning that my wounds will heal….but i always get snapped back into reality with the sight of the scars you left…
Published 13th Sep 2012
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