5.2.11

T H E S E W O R D S


You kill me with all your words.
The ones You use, so sharp and so callous,
so brutal and untrue.
The ones You don't use, so scarce - I love you, I'm sorry.
You crush me with your inabilities, the failure to see all the possibilities.
You kill me, I kill me - I stay even though You secretly wish me away.

You kill me, You kill...but I stay

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