Words hurt me, don’t you know
Those words you speak
They cut so deep
Falling from your ruby lips
Like feathers
weightless
so inexplicably soft–
You speak to me
Your tone is light
But your words hurt me
Slicing me to the bone
letting me bleed out
my last memory
is of you.
A bit of Slam poetry for the moment. p0r /|_| r0||||y. . . .
Derringer Meryl [Bleed me] out
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