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So the doctor said her foot Was broken. Yes, I like a woman tough, But it's been two months Since it started hurting. Suppose few things are as Subjective as pain. I rub my right hand when it's Cold. The one I crushed Between two containers. Crane driver was still Drunk from breakfast;   Suppose few things are as Subjective as responsibility. We're all scars. Broken bones And bruised hearts. Embarrasing memories and Bitten bullets. Walking on broken feet until They heal. Suppose few things are as Subjective as Growth.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 6:38 AM UTC
Few Things are as Subjective
So the doctor said her foot Was broken. Yes, I like a woman tough, But it's been two months Since it started hurting. Suppose few things are as Subjective as pain. I rub my right hand when it's Cold. The one I crushed Between two containers. Crane driver was still Drunk from breakfast;   Suppose few things are as Subjective as responsibility. We're all scars. Broken bones And bruised hearts. Embarrasing memories and Bitten bullets. Walking on broken feet until They heal. Suppose few things are as Subjective as Growth.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 6:38 AM UTC
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