and did you think
that my hands that pushed you away
would pull you
closer closer
closer closer closer
closerclosercloserclosercloser
when life makes you pray
to gods you don't believe in
when you fall to your knees
of your own volition
and
and
scream at deaf ears
words took my first blood
can I
could I
perhaps
tell?
I'll tell on you and
mummy
will
he's a panic room
and you're a jail cell
more power to you
silence
no words to say
I fill my page with
wordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordswordsword
Sword.
My friend is my sword
My words are my shield
And I shall not want.
He is my courage as I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
And I will fear no evil.
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