First Poem- LizardOwl

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Sticks and stones may break my bones,

Withering words will always hurt me.

But look not of the scorning haters,

But the ones who utmostly love thee.

Life gets much much better,

Even if you thoughts aren't exactly with me.

Wow! I love the part about haters, all Shakespeare, then haters! Thanks for the entry @LizardOwl, it means a lot!

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