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I never understood, Why I was going through so much pain.. I was a absent minded, quiet boy who finally steped up and speaked, Got laughed at by all my peers, So I sat down, in defeat. Hypnotized in silence thinking about how words is now my number one fear. Sticks and stones may break your bones But words can NEVER hurt me ? It can crush you, maybe not physically Mentally, it felt like a heavy handed, boxer's punch Hitting my soul in the 1st round And he's down for the count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... -I get pulled out of class before the bell rings. ©MH
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
The Talk. (Chapter 1)
I never understood, Why I was going through so much pain.. I was a absent minded, quiet boy who finally steped up and speaked, Got laughed at by all my peers, So I sat down, in defeat. Hypnotized in silence thinking about how words is now my number one fear. Sticks and stones may break your bones But words can NEVER hurt me ? It can crush you, maybe not physically Mentally, it felt like a heavy handed, boxer's punch Hitting my soul in the 1st round And he's down for the count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... -I get pulled out of class before the bell rings. ©MH
Feedback would definitely be appreciated. Rest of chapter 1 is on my page. Thank you all for reading.
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
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