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Jul 2018
I break my back remembering
everything I lack.

They lie when they tell you,
Sticks and stones may break
my bones but words do not
hurt me.

Words can seem like stones
beating you down until
You become one with the ground,
the sticks are there to hold you in.

So think twice before you break the chains, remember everyone feels something. You should be gentle,
easy, and peaceful.

Only yell when no one is around,
then bring yourself around to center.

Be mindful of your fellow man,
He too is drowning in the same pool.

© 2018 By Amanda D Shelton
Amanda Shelton
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Amanda Shelton  37/F/Bakersfield California
(37/F/Bakersfield California)   
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