Kill me if you wish
Crush me if you choose
Fill my cup with acid
My skull under your shoes
Shoot me with your bullets
and the fire in your eyes
The words you use as poison
crush me down to size
Drag me to your dirt room
Leave me there for dead
But someone else will use their voice
to build me up instead.
~Marlies Vonn
A wonderful, poignant, poem, Marlies! It expresses so well what that proverb is speaking about. Hugs! 😊
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Thank you so much Pearl! Glad you liked it and hugs right back to you!
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