When you threw me down and you bent my knees for me
You really only made my smile grow wider
And when you shred my spine into the wood
My laughter was ringing through your halls
And each time you hit me, fist after fist
My brain burst remembering a million joyous memories
Because though I’m awfully tattered now
And my ribs crack when I stand
You did it all to me
With your own two hands
Gorgeous poem. You are such a gifted poet. I've tried a thousand times to write something a tenth as
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wow thank youu!
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