Friday, 6 March 2015

Insomnia IX

Words hurt.
Especially when you're not expecting them.
You don't know who secretly hates  you until they lose their patience.

Thoughts hurt.
Late at night swimming around your mind.
Words replaying in your head like a stuck record.

People hurt.
Those you trust who end up stabbing you.
Friendships lie in shattered pieces because of one action.

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