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Mar 2014
Your words are cutting, and the wounds go deep,
you can't talk down on me anymore,
I am losing substance,
I make excuses for your behavior,
and I put it all down to circumstance,
but you don't need excuses,
you need to claim your mistakes
Written by
Maranda Sturgeon
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   Syddy Raye
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