Words
Simply could wound me
kill me
Weaken this soul
Of never to expect
Nor hope too big.
I would never spit words
That I could never swallow.
I'm bad.
I'm weak.
Unjust.
Please,
Nor you or I could change anything
Or maybe
Would change anything.
Sent from my BlackBerry 10 smartphone.
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