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Aug 2012
Take the words that, like venom, sting my ears,
Discard the taunts you use to hold me back,
Leave behind the poison that cripples me with fear,
I now find it hard to paint over the cracks,
Now you should just put a knife to my spine,
Dig it deep and paralyse, use my blood to disguise the shine.
written in 2012
Simon Clark
Written by
Simon Clark
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