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Oct 2013
You tell me you're so sad,
all the time...
you tell me the words hurt,
I bet more than the thin slices,
wrapped around your skin,
All the time.
Words.
Hurt.
But i don't think you realize,
words also hurt other people,
not just you.
Of course you don't.
I almost forgot how selfish you are.
You spew your words without thought.
You hurt people without care.
And you wonder why everybody
is out to get you.
Ellie
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Ellie
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   Gwen Johnson
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