The time you called your teacher mumA Poem by BenA short spoken word attempt on the power of words that come out without thinkingSlips of the tongue can be embarrassing, but it's just a slip when you're young, it doesn't matter but what about that time you told your friend
that "every addict is like a setting sun", now you know how the real damage is done. You think can you cure me with intervention over a bottle of red wine. Those words that cut and scrape the bone those
looks you give or shake of your head and the bombs you send down the phone those
soft words that leave people for dead. You don't know how much damage you've done! "Never mind, never mind" you say Never mind the time you joked and called someone soulless, you
never thought you’d make that soul homeless, or when you pushed him too far and left him with all those scares he didn't want to go back to class, it was the longest walk he ever had to take to get to school the next day. But their just words, right? a slip of the tongue © 2013 BenAuthor's Note
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