One day you'll realize that words do kill,
Maybe they do much more than that.
They get stuck in your brain,
As they repeat, and repeat.
They make you feel so numb,
That not even a bullet to your head,
Could make you forget them.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...
