My Words Are Knives Poem by Mackenzie Scholte
My Words Are Knives
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My answers are short
I'm done with talking
Why open my mouth
If my words are knives?
I'm sick of cutting others
So I cut myself,
With my thoughts...
I was told I'm angry
I'm tired of taking it out
On the people around me
I didn't say a word
Just silently cut my heart
With my thoughts
Like knives.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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4/19/2024 11:11:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this is amazing...! thanks for your comment on Spin the Bottle. Its nice to have comments from people older than me. I'm 12.