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Sep 2013
Words
So many are said everyday
So many not spoken,
And kept inside.

You think calling me fat
Will make me thin?
You think calling me stupid
Will raise my IQ?
You think calling me short
Will make me grow?

You try to break me down,
Ill just stand back up.
You try to make me feel terrible,
Ill brush it off.
You try to make me cry,
Ill just laugh.

You tried,
And tried.
I laughed,
And laughed.
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   Alastur Berit
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