by: C.J. Galaway

December 9, 2011
Your words leave wounds Like papercuts on my soul Ugly, red wounds No one can see but me But I feel them, and they burn Every harsh word said Is like a razor slashing my skin Leaving little drops of blood to emerge Long after you’ve left me to bleed Posted by C.J. Galaway at 6:40 PM
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