Category : Poems

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Because the plain truth is that
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But words? 
Words will slaughter you.
Words will tear you apart long after they’ve been read and ripped up. Long after the ashes of the pages of the book they were written in blows away with the passing of the late November wind. 
Words will haunt you on even your sunniest days. 
Words? They will etch themselves into your brain and carve themselves into the walls of your heart, decorating the caves of the ventricles like hieroglyphics. 
Words? No, no they don’t hurt. They kill. 
Sticks will stab and
Stones may crush and,
Bones will surely break
But words? 
They’ll fucking rip your heart out with bare hands and eat it whole.