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Jan 2010
I stand and take
Every sting
And let the poison
Ripple through me
With every harsh word
You mean
I take the poison
Very thoroughly
My heart is breaking
With each blow
My body's aching
For your love
But there is one thing
You should know
These silly blows
I'll rise above
I'll stand up tall
And take each sting
Each day they'll hurt me
Less and less
Till the poison no longer stings me
And there is no ache
In my chest
Pink Taylor
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