Be aware of
your own faults.
I am of mine—
you so easily
threw those words
against my eardrum
[as a reminder].
It rang in my brain
and s/h/a/t/t/e/r/e/d
my cochlea.
I burst—
Some nerve—
You have.
I still pick up
the damaged pieces
that you will
never see
for they hide
so deep
inside of me.
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