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Mar 2018
Words may not seem that dangerous
The knives on my back appear
The words you’ve said about me on each one
The thought of your hatred makes me sick
Why must you say those things
I’ve done nothing to deserve the words said
Your words dig deeper into my back
I once let you have such power over me
Friends forever you once said
Now I am your mortal enemy
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Finally Free
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   Kanak Kashyup
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