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Sep 2014
You shot your mouth off
Emotional bullets,
Rapid fire,
Trying to
Crack,
Puncture,
Perforate,
My barriers, but they stay
Strong
I will withstand this
Still will I stand straight,
When you have
Exhausted,
Emptied,
Depleted,
When your vocal shells
Hit upon the floor,
I withstood you onslaught
The battle field littered
With false words
Meant to harm
Image,
Confidence,
Self,
But this was a battle
And I shut the door,
The war was over before
I'd let it go any further,
I was stronger this day, and now I move on.
Poetic T
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