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Jun 2018
You throw your words like a boomerang.

Expecting it not to come back, it will, in fact,
Yet for every word you try and throw, the **** thing comes back faster than the first, with a burst of speed, like hatred you feed, things come and go till you're drained and you're bleeding...

Your words will come back to you...and typically when you're not prepared...

Every promise
Every declaration
Every compliment
Insult
Curse
Threat...




They come back and with the amount of force you're throwing that boomerang, I should probably call an ambulance, cop, and a lawyer...you're going to need a memorial.








Moral of the story, don't throw the boomerang if you don't plan on catching it...cause that **** will thwack you on the head...and it will hurt...and you will die. And I won't even try to cry.
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   Raj Bhandari
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