STICKS AND STONES

by cherish   Jan 26, 2006


STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES
BUT WORDS SHOULD NEVER HURT ME
BUT THEY DO AND THEY DID
THOUGH MY PHYSICAL WOUNDS OF HATRED SHALL HEEL
NOT THE UN FORGETTING SORROW I WILL FOREVER FEEL
AND I LEARNED THAT THIS FAKE SMILE DID NOT HELP TO CONCEAL
MARKERS AND PENS WILL BECOME PERMANENT
THOUGHT PAIN WAS STAINED WITHOUT DESERVING IT
MY HATE FOR YOU WILL NEVER COME
BUT MAYBE WHEN THIS IS ALL DONE
YOU'D LOVE ME AGAIN
THOUGHT BRIDGES WERE MEANT TO CROSS OVER
LIES WERE MEANT FOR YOUR ENEMIES
NOT YOUR LOVER
EVERYTHING CANT BE THE WAY IT SHOULD
BUT WHEN YOU FEEL THE LEAST BIT LONELY
REMEMBER ILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU
EVERY BIT I COULD

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