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Sticks and stones may break
My bones.
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But words will break my
Confidence.
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Words will break my trust.
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Words will linger in my head
Until I am become who
I was.
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They say words won't make
Me bleed.
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That words wont scrape
My knees.
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But words will make me
Touch rock bottom.
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Drowning in my tears
Created sea's.
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I was a child when I first
Started being bullied.
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The words started out small.
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Children begin children.
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They said I wouldn't
Remember it after all.
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But words are lie tattoos
Permanently engraved
On my begin.
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Because words become
Belief's.
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Once your forced to start
Agreeing.
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ԃαƚҽ - ϝɾιԃαყ ' αρɾιʅ ' 05 ' 04 ' 2025
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