Vulnerable.

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The scissors in my hand don't seem to be able to cut the thinnest of strings,

The sharpest of swords don't seem to cut through the flimsiest of sheets,

The strongest of hammers can't seem to break the most fragile of glass,

and even though your words are too harsh, i can't seem to find it in myself to hate you.


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