Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Under the brick

Humiliation will taint my smile,
Head down, walking away with shame
Following close behind.
I succeed for nothing,
Continue without morale.
They tell me words can damage...
They tell me MY words can damage,
But I keep screaming them.
Begging the unknown to bless me
With the forgotten.
I flush like the seventh ring of hell,
Try to stop myself from falling away
From whatever mattered before.

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Under the brick

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