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Words Hurt Worse

She lays there alone Looking at the sky She thinks of that saying,the one about sticks and stones And says softly to herself "Thats a lie." That day she had been called a pig,a *****, and a mutt She had also been told she was fat,worthless,and scary She wonders if she really is a **** Soon she became ever so wary Then she slowly sits up and draws out her knife She thinks about that little trophy wife Who muttered the 6 words "She should take her own life" Slowly that girl puts her knife to her chest As the words "Kill yourself" run through her mind She stabs the knife into her chest just like the rest If only one person had been kind... Now she falls back into a lay Wondering how long it will take for someone to find her A year? A month? A day? Everything fades into a blur She takes her last breath Then finally she reaches her death

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/15/2012 8:50:00 PM
This is a very good poem. But it is very sad. Our life is not ours to take. I guess some people think that that's the only way out. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla
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