Words Can Hurt Much More Than You Know. Poem by Maura Hunt
Words Can Hurt Much More Than You Know.
4/13/08
Your words, they stung like an open wound.
The oxygen too much for it to bare.
Your words, they cut right through me like glass.
The peices to sharp to pull out.
Your heart, en empty room filled with hate.
My weakness it preys on.
Your heart, an empty room in the dead of winter.
Making me colder than I ever was.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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