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Nov 2012
Us
They're just words,
Something someone says,
But they hurt.

Why do they hurt?
They hit us deep,
They make us feel worthless.
They make us cut,
They make us ****,
They make us,
Us.

So they're just words?
Or are they more?
Kendra Hall
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