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Words are harmless, so they say, That's where the problem starts; Sticks and stones May break our bones But words will break our hearts. Words are harmless, so they say, And point you to their charts; It's harmless fun, No damage done. But... Who will mend our hearts? The x-rays show no damage Where words have scathed across, But it still feels hard to manage, And leaves you at a loss. Words are harmless, don't complain, That's where the problem starts. It's quite absurd- A single word- Enough to break our hearts! But words are harmless, they maintain; The subject of their parts, No less or more, so let them pour From all our broken hearts
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
sticks and stones
Words are harmless, so they say, That's where the problem starts; Sticks and stones May break our bones But words will break our hearts. Words are harmless, so they say, And point you to their charts; It's harmless fun, No damage done. But... Who will mend our hearts? The x-rays show no damage Where words have scathed across, But it still feels hard to manage, And leaves you at a loss. Words are harmless, don't complain, That's where the problem starts. It's quite absurd- A single word- Enough to break our hearts! But words are harmless, they maintain; The subject of their parts, No less or more, so let them pour From all our broken hearts
anurag-mishra
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
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