Sharpened words
Your words may cut like a sharpened blade but when those cuts fade they turn into scars You love to bring me down You love to see me frowYou're abusing your power Cuts and bruises may heal on the outside but in the heart is where they truly hide Your words of hurt are not worth my tears to cry Your knives can't cut me anymore I've grown more strong So save your words of hurt, for it won't work
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