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Sep 2010
It doesn’t matter.
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The silence that drowns out all thought.
The nightmare of knowing your alone.
The fear that you might be worthless.



It can’t hurt you.
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The harsh words behind your back.
The glares and sneers as you turn away.
The lies and rumors ruthlessly spread.



They have no power over you.
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They can’t make you cry.
They can’t destroy your mind.
They can’t capture your soul.



They are meaningless to you.
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Nothing they say is true.
Nothing they do can touch you.
Nothing they try will work against you.



You are just an extension of me.
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So all of this is my own?
Everything we’ve discussed is real?
What happens when this discussion ends?



Then our decisions will proceed.
Written by
L M Wulf
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