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Fuck what do you mean words don't hurt
Physical pain leaves
Those words haunt my memory
I'm stuck with all you say
My blade creates my escape
What you say cuts deep with my own hands
You push the blade closer to my skin
With every word
You made me begin
It's all that helps
It's all that makes it okay
I'm not interested than dying
Only interested in bleeding
Sometimes I do wish I cut deep enough
But scared
No terrified of the day I do.
Your words sting more than you know
The saddest part of this little poem
Is that the one who whispers the most
These words that hurt so much
Is my own little mind
Saying enjoy tonight