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Mar 2014
From deep below your throat
It would seem your words appear
Provoking more than pain
with a tinge more of fear

It seems every time you open your mouth
All those words broken
Cut me like razor blades
Every sharpened word spoken

But listen on
this torture I must endevour
Unlike my fresh wounds
These scars will last forever

And as every piercing word
echos through and destroys my mind
every shred of hope, respect
and confidence I may ever find

But know you what you say
is for yourself protect
Not realizing that your words
will give me nights of sleeplessness

And even though we are foolish
and still rather young
For the toxic things you say to me
I hope you choke on your own tongue
Mr Vampire
Written by
Mr Vampire  South Africa, Cape Town
(South Africa, Cape Town)   
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