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Sep 2017
Your Words.
Body Language.
These are the razors that slice through the mind.
Emotional scars left in every spectrum of thought.
The cuts grew deeper - Overthinking all the time.
Razors turned to guns
and you took your shot.
You left.


Mental wounds created from what you did
how you spoke or how you acted,
those can be patched.
But what kills the most?
The bullet that is your silence

You never know how much you can hurt someone.
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