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Jun 2014
Sticks and Stones
break up my bones.
And Words have always hurt me.
Words formed by imperfect lips
spoken by a flawed voice
and given life by a corrupt individual.
Sticks and stones
break and bleed me
right to the bone
and Words are always gonna hurt me.
Ebony Kale
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Ebony Kale
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