⦅°•.Start.•°⦆
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Sticks and stones may break
My bones.𓆉︎
But words will break my
Confidence.𓆉︎
Words will break my trust.
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Words will linger in my head
Until I am become who
I was.𓆉︎
They say words won't make
Me bleed.𓆉︎
That words wont scrape
My knees.𓆉︎
But words will make me
Touch rock bottom.𓆉︎
Drowning in my tears
Created sea's.𓆉︎
I was a child when I first
Started being bullied.𓆉︎
The words started out small.
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Children begin children.
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They said I wouldn't
Remember it after all.𓆉︎
But words are lie tattoos
Permanently engraved
On my begin.𓆉︎
Because words become
Belief's.𓆉︎
Once your forced to start
Agreeing.𓆉︎
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