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they beat me with their words
every heavy phrase that cascaded
from their lips left a mark
every "fat" left a scar
every "stupid" left a bruise
and every "ugly" left me dead
laying dead on the ground
and no one could help me
because they were all off telling their
friends about it
(L.k.)

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