Raven Tones Poet I do not know?

Word-Craft

You stabbed me in the back with a vocal dagger

I will someday remove it and climb out of the ditch where you tossed me

Once I find a path out, a hand to guide me out

I will take the dagger melt it down to craft my own words

And those words will be filled with truth unlike yours which was crafted of spite

I shall gather as much material as necessary 

My well crafted dagger unlike yours it will not miss

And unlike you I will not stab you in the back 

I will take the newly crafted weapon and put it in your hands 

The words are real I will give you it to use on yourself

Because if I want you to feel buried and forgotten 

I will look you in the face when I do it

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Silent One October 18, 2017 at 6:40 AM Words can hurt, for me I do not take words in account, as I know many say them in anger... However, two faced people are very annoying... Especially those backstabbers, sad people... but haters gonna hate..