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Sep 2013
If you sit there poking me,
trying to demean me,
decrease me
and
destroy me,
while you smile.
If you try,
actively to make me angry.
And I sit there and absorb all your negativity,
And all your insults
and all your criticisms,
while I smile.
-
If you bite me,
be prepared to deal with the hot poison i'll spit back
if and when
I finally…
*******
explode,
smiling.

N.H.
Nihl
Written by
Nihl  Convict colony
(Convict colony)   
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   Emma
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