Tears in the skin
Tears from your sinsTears in the mindTears from what lies behind.
Cut from withinCut in your skinCut down your wristLife is so briskYou like the risk.
They say "sticks and stones may break my bones"But their the ones who always had homes"Words will never hurt me"What if you just left them be?
Deep cuts in the thighsDeep cuts from your liesCut from what you realisePeople are evil in my eyesHold my hands behind my back with ties
Sticks and stones will break my bones.Your words will tear my head, my heart; tear my skin.And I reflect what you have said; your sins.
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Our Lives
Short StoryPoems with a little bit of story... BTW just ignore the cover. Don't feel like fixing it :-)
