The Hook

March 21, 2009
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i'm cut bit by bit
by words
and praises
your words
are knives, thrown through my skin
your lectures
are bullets, piercing my brain
and your praises
are daggers, stopping the beat of my heart
i'm bruised beneath my skin everyday
by everyone
but you know what?
i punish myself more than you'll ever know
i internally put myself down
but little by little
i've decided to
forgive myself
day by day
until today
because today is the day that I'll let myself
off of the proverbial
and today
you too will let me off of the

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