Bully
sticks and stones may breack my bones,
but words will never hurt me.
words sneack inside.
words creep inside
and make you loose your mind.
here's to those who took their lives because
sticks and stones may breack their bones,
but words will never them.
And to those who sent the words to sneck inside,
sent the words to creep inside and made them loose their minds.
I hope you always see the innocent blood on your hands,
and never get a peace of mind.
Copyright © Amanda Gaber | Year Posted 2011
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