The hidden tales between your teeth
As you speak to me, lower than yourself
It would hold a power over me
That I couldn't fight for myself
You would drag me down with a sentence
And it would pain my heart
I'm sure I've said this before
Please stop saying those things
Otherwise I'll cry
Till the pain stops
And I continue my day
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
