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Feb 2020
Words we write are paper thin,
Can rip, fray and wither away.

Words we say cannot always win,
The battles we all undergo.

Words like knives that cut like sin,
Won't hurt as much as a bullet through skin.

Words explain feeling and thoughts in,
Ways our bodies cannot comprehend.
Bella-Lee
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Bella-Lee  19/Cisgender Female/My mind
(19/Cisgender Female/My mind)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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