The Knife
unknown to you,
few words you said,
cut me deep!
you wounded me bad,
left me doubting myself.
doubting my abilty to accomplish anything.
I shouldn't let it get to me
then it wouldn't be so deep.
then again,when the knife,
making the cuts turns out to be,
someone you love.
that makes the cuts much deeper!
Copyright © Nioma Strength | Year Posted 2010
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