Like a Bee Sting

Posted on December 20, 2012

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Your words hurt
every time
False or
otherwise
Like a bee
sting
Pain your
words bring

It’s no wonder
I’m lost
My belief gone
at your cost
Constant battering
from you
Always with
you I lose

My time coming
though
Taking no
more blows
Firing myself
up
The bee sting
boiling my blood

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