You Can’t

  • You can’t reach me.
  • You can’t touch me.
  • You can’t hurt me anymore.
  • You can’t possibly believe you were justified for what you did!
  • And now you can’t figure out why you are dead to us?
  • You killed us. Left alone without support, ready to die like some wounded animal on the side of the road.
  • You can’t understand that transferring loss of dignity is death.

I will not disrespect myself. You can’t either.

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