take a pair of pliers and put them in my mouth
pull out my teeth one by one
do not give me pain killers or try to stop the bleeding
you would do it in order to silence me
it'll keep me from speaking my truth that makes you look bad
you'll watch as the blood drips down my chin
i'll bleed out and you probably won't try to help me
just pull out my teeth
make it easier for yourself.
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things ill never say (poetry)
Poetrypoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
