Words...
Words wroth more than you amagin
To days i walk threw halls
To each day names get called
Every insult every name
A new tear falls
Falls to the ground were they get trampled
For every trampled tear the emtions grow more
Until one can't bare there weight
Will weight crush them in the inside
Or...the out
Either way it will happen
But, will happen in the soul then the heart
Will it ever stop
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