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Apr 2015
Words fly from my mouth like a boxing combination
But she just takes it on the chin
I stab at her
Using my words as a knife
But they don't pierce her skin
Instead the steel bends
My words are just cast away
Like sawdust in the wind
I write them down
But it's like invisible ink is in my pen
Nothing phases her
And I like that
She has lead skin
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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