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Your Words. Actions. Body Language. These are the razors that slice through the mind. Emotional scars left in every spectrum of thought. The cuts grew deeper - Overthinking all the time. Razors turned to guns and you took your shot. You left. °°° Mental wounds created from what you did how you spoke or how you acted, those can be patched. But what kills the most? The bullet that is your silence ... -J
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
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Your Words. Actions. Body Language. These are the razors that slice through the mind. Emotional scars left in every spectrum of thought. The cuts grew deeper - Overthinking all the time. Razors turned to guns and you took your shot. You left. °°° Mental wounds created from what you did how you spoke or how you acted, those can be patched. But what kills the most? The bullet that is your silence ... -J
You never know how much you can hurt someone.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
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