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Words are weapons
Sharp as they come
Cutting and biting
Into everyone.
Words are weapons
Pointing the skin
Making you feel
So worthless within.
Words are weapons
Stabbing the heart
Tearing oh so
Many apart.
Words are weapons
Of the final breath.
Who thought just words
Could lead to such death?
Sharp as they come
Cutting and biting
Into everyone.
Words are weapons
Pointing the skin
Making you feel
So worthless within.
Words are weapons
Stabbing the heart
Tearing oh so
Many apart.
Words are weapons
Of the final breath.
Who thought just words
Could lead to such death?
Literature
Beautiful Disaster
You came to me-
a sinner with wild eyes
and saw me as an angel.
I had flowers in my hair,
you had blood on your hands.
You saw my love as a halo
circling my flyaway hair
and thought my forgiveness to be wings
that could lift my frail body into the air.
But I got down next to you
on hands and knees
and showed you the slits in my soul,
the imperfections marring my body.
Yet you still looked at me with wonder in your eyes
saying my heart was still more pure than a human's would be.
And slipping my small hands in between yours
blood slid between them,
staining my hands along with yours
and I promised you
I'd save you if you saved me, too.
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Literature
Oblivion.
Your flesh
belongs
to something bigger.
Literature
Cutter
“What’s on your arm? What’s on your thigh?”
I scratched myself, darling—but I will be fine.
“What’s on your wrist? And why do you cry?”
Oh, silly—they’re signals, they’re my warning signs.
“Why are there tears coming out from your eyes?”
They show that I’m breaking. My laugh’s a disguise.
“What’s on your forearm? What’s on your mind?”
I’ll be okay, darling.
I just wish to die.
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Words are powerful. What you say does have an impact on another, and cut a gash as deep as any sword.