Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will always hurt me.
Punches and kicks may bruise my skin,
But my razor will always go deeper,
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Leaving me scars of awful memories.
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One inch deeper,
Just one more please.
No more words or scars.
Just silence and peace at last.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will kill me.
-B.N
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PoetryA collection of my poems. Nothing too special or fancy, just an outlet book. Most of my poems are written out of inspiration from whatever I see throughout my day or a personal post on Tumblr. Others are written out of my raw emotions. So yeah, I ho...
