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5d
Sometimes I wish they hurt me physically
So that it would hurt less as days pass
It will fade of with time
But all they did was
Hurt with words
Words which had power of knife
The knife which went straight to the heart
And stabbed
Which stirred up a deep scar in the brittle heart
Nothing could ease the pain
For the reason that no one saw it
The scar was heavy
So it when deeper and deeper
Just like that deeper into an abyss
It stabbed right in the brittle heart....
Charmour
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Charmour  14/F/Chd
(14/F/Chd)   
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     rick, Micko and 1DNA
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