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It was that night, ...and you were there with me.. You were never quite transparent, but you were clear with me.. and every word you'd shout out loud.. whispered too..and air'd to me.. inside my inner me it entered me.. Like painful spears that teared through every barrier i had prepared.. End scene... ..It's bleak now, sudden how it ended. But subtle how its deep now, how those words sank in... Sticks and stones will perish surely. But your words ...... I keep now.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
Sticks and Stones
It was that night, ...and you were there with me.. You were never quite transparent, but you were clear with me.. and every word you'd shout out loud.. whispered too..and air'd to me.. inside my inner me it entered me.. Like painful spears that teared through every barrier i had prepared.. End scene... ..It's bleak now, sudden how it ended. But subtle how its deep now, how those words sank in... Sticks and stones will perish surely. But your words ...... I keep now.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
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