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I was used Used like a hammer To bang, bang, bang away At rusty nails that splintered your boardwalk That walk you travelled everyday I was used To clear the way You stood there At the shore we shared And when the sea was rough Crashing, Thrashing, Tough “Stand still and take it,” you would say I was used To calm the waves It was rain Heavy, Ceaseless, Grey The kind that beat your spirit away Struggle in the wet, hard sand Where my loss was your gain I was used To ease the pain I use a pen on those days When I fall When the seas crash When it downpours And I am robbed of my hope I use a pen I use a pen I was a tool for your Aggression
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Dec 24, 2010
Dec 24, 2010 at 8:15 PM UTC
A Tool for Your Aggression
I was used Used like a hammer To bang, bang, bang away At rusty nails that splintered your boardwalk That walk you travelled everyday I was used To clear the way You stood there At the shore we shared And when the sea was rough Crashing, Thrashing, Tough “Stand still and take it,” you would say I was used To calm the waves It was rain Heavy, Ceaseless, Grey The kind that beat your spirit away Struggle in the wet, hard sand Where my loss was your gain I was used To ease the pain I use a pen on those days When I fall When the seas crash When it downpours And I am robbed of my hope I use a pen I use a pen I was a tool for your Aggression
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emily-rose-1
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Dec 24, 2010
Dec 24, 2010 at 8:15 PM UTC
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