Words Are The Weapons That Came And Stole From Me My Individuality To Become The Best That I Can Be.
It Was When I Tried To Become Me That Your Words Started To Attack Like A Hungry Dog.
The Anger Your Eyes Revealed … The Hatred Your Lips Spoke … I Used To Think That I Was Dreaming But When I Awoke …
It Was The Dogs Who Attacked More That Bit Me To The Core Of My Being Not Ever Wanting To Stop.
It Opened My Old Wound And So In Time I Stopped To Count How Many Times Your Words Truck Again And Again That’s Why I’m Hurting.
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