and it springs up again
this wanting
to hurt you back
to show you
how hurt i am.
i can retort
or slap your face
be as stupid as you are
to play this game
but trembling,
i control myself
head held high,
not giving in
as you stand there
throwing word-darts
at my ego.
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I so like what you write.
Bland Spice
???????
If I am the other
I know your ego
Isn't as hurt as mine
With your head held high
I know I've stooped
Beneath the line
In your tears
Its me who drowns
And you ultimately shine
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