Your Words
Your words...
They cut like a knife
Surely they are everything
Except nice.
Your words...
They hurt inside of me
You make me feel sorry
To the point that I ended up on my knees!
Your words...
Make me suffer inside
I think about your words...
Each and every night
Copyright © Elena Pisani | Year Posted 2016
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