Sticks And Stones

Sticks And Stones

A Poem by Beautiful Mistake
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Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words can always cut me
Your actions are the knives in my back
Your words are the blades that stab my heart
Your face is now just a nightmare
Your voice is nothing but a haunting scream
Everyone takes your side and joins in
I'm fighting alone in a battle I can't win
There's no one on my side and nowhere to hide
I've been sliced and carved to my soul
Now a shell of my former self all I can say is
Sticks and stones my break my bones
But your words have finally broke me

© 2017 Beautiful Mistake


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Added on March 1, 2017
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Beautiful Mistake
Beautiful Mistake

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My mouth may be silent but my words truly scream volumes more..

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