Sticks and stones may break my bones. <br />But words will always hurt me. <br />The things you said. will be encrypted forever in my memory. <br />I'll brush it off. And pretend. To never give a care. <br />But there will be a deep sadness. A sadness you intended to bare. <br />Oh for you have lost. For I will not not. Show you what is true. And I will let you see. The big fat smile. On my face. Which is forever glued. Before I walk away. Let me just say. Between us two. In this game. You love to play. There's one to me. And none to you.<br /><br />Poet AOA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-re-indition-of-sticks-and-stones/
