Words

He said sticks and stones would break your bones

But, his words, his words  could not

He never told you

that the words from someone you love

could seep its way beneath your flesh and tickle your bones

He failed to mention

how his sweet smooth diction of contradictions

would scratch beneath your epidermis

Inflicting his sinister misdemeanors causing you to ache

His bullet-like words pierced its way through your flesh

Latched onto your tongue like taste buds but left you tasteless

It ricochet the back of your molars

Became muffled in your esophagus, while they danced on your tonsils

His words creep its way into your veins

Spread its gunshot residue of broken syllables around your cherry wine heart

The way his words converted itself into small toxic molecules

Left no room for the love to circulate the tissues of issues in your body

You were right to believe that your skin would protect you

from his hideous words of sweet nothings

But, you neglected to realized how sensitive your own flesh was to the word “love”

One gunshot syllable strike your beating heart

Now, now you're  left with words falling out

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