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Confrontation never easy for me
Always so scared
To vent my wishes
To be heard
Falling on deaf ears
I scream to be heard
Those words cutting
Tearing through you
A thousand knives flicking flesh
Passing through aimlessly
But damage persists
Blood spewing from the violence
Of my words
Blindfold on
I wish not to see
Fallout from my radiation
As I scream aloud again
Remaining skin no more
I have spoken
I told you I don’t like confrontation
No
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