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Barb In My Side.

A thorn,

Barbed and tearing my flesh.

Others only see the outer thorn,

They pull on it.

Not seeing the hooks inside.

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Written by
eliza-jane
Australian
Published
Jun 14, 2012
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A religious ed. teacher talked about darts and such in class, got inspired

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