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broken glass

I am worn,
thread-bare
and exhausted by
your continual trampling

you are the eggshells
embedded in my heel
leaving me whimpering
and limping.

but I'm growing numb -
and like the scratch of your teeth
that makes me jump
but leaves me thirsting for more

- your words no longer sting.

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[I]nkstain[d]



1. "... I'm so used to pain that it no longer hurts me, and am so hurt by that same pain, it has numbed me..."

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  • as.phy.xi.ate. gold member
    November 18

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    Oooh! You have my favorite quote and you did it justice. Very well written, yes your words no longer sting. Beautifully summed up.

    Best of Luck!

    -Katie