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Your words felt like a bullet wound, I tried to use my stubbornness as a tourniquet. But blood spills like tears, An uncontrollable and painful mess. Your words were sharp like a dagger, I tried to use my ignorance as ear plugs. But phrases fly like wind, An unrestrainable and agonising chaos.
