There are words that I just can't forget
They're like cymbals racking in my brain
Whore Bitch Slut Prude Fat Ugly
They're not true
I tell myself
But I listen still
Because I can never forget
I remember the words
I can still hear the voices
The lisp of their tongues as they murmured in the halls
And I can't forget what they said
I can never forget
I remember it all
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Metaphors
PoetryWhat can I say? I write what I feel, and the truth is I've been feeling a lot lately... so stick around, maybe you'll feel something too. ~StreamOfConciousness Copyright All rights reserved ~Please do not take any of my work and use it as your own...
