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james_g
james_g I write, therefore I am
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Vase

Your words

slice me to my core

Hurtful and hateful and spiteful, and everything in between

You told me I was worthless and should throw myself off the the second floor

Days later with my head still held low,

Days later with my head still held low, you strike again, kicking me to the floor.

I get up, still determined to one day...

S O A R

Bit by bit, I grew stronger, for all the times I fell.

Bit by bit, I grew stronger, for all the times I fell. I did.

Bit by bit, I grew stronger, for all the times I fell. I did. NOT.

Bit by bit, I grew stronger, for all the times I fell. I did. NOT. BREAK

Bit by bit, I grew stronger, for all the times I fell. I did. NOT. BREAK !

Weeks fade to months

Your attention shifts

Months turn to years

I'm in less and less of your classes

Receiving less and less of your gifts.

Others like you come and go

But I see them from a mile away

You thought I was broken. They all thought I was.

But I was simply not yet awoken

You probably wake every day, still never realizing by cutting me all those times, you cut yourself more. All those times you tried to keep me down, to bring yourself up ended in ME

R

I R

S I R

G N I S I R

UP

Since then my scars have held me together, I'm stronger than ever before. But NOT because of you.

The scars you gave me are nothing more than a vague memory, and you are nothing more than a vase, in pieces on the floor

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