I got knocked down,
And I never stood again,
People can do that,
Force some sort of paralysis,
They are only words, I think,
But words require though,
They are planned, planted, affirmed,
There’s no accidental words,
Some people are just masochists,
But it hurts less when you know that,
It’s the kind ones who snap,
Their words are true, their words cut.
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russel (
Offline) - Published: May 19th, 2022 11:18
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Comments1
Deep inside, I do enjoy insulting people. Some just kind of deserve it. Not that I do it often.
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