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WordsNothing hurts like words; Nothing sinks in and touches you / Nothing quite as much, not as harsh vile words / Cuts and bruises heal, they leave no mark, no stain

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Nov 3, 2011

MelancholyThe tears are gone so they think shes happy / She smiles to cast of their worries / Hanging over her head like a dark cloud

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Nov 3, 2011

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