I Survive
Daggers, Swords, Knives
Things that can kill in a blink of an eye.
That is what your words are made out of..
Break me down with your kiss of death
Breath into me that vapor of poison
That shrinks my veins
Suffocates my lungs to where I can barely breathe.
And yet I still can mutter the words " I Love You "...
you touch not gently but ever so rough
Your arms around me .. not a sign of endearment but a sign of hate..
And despair is what I felt because of it..
But yet never regret, for it is past
and it is a lesson I will never forget.
And I Build
And I Stand
And I Survive....
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