Sticks, stones and more.

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Sticks and stones may break my bones,

But the words will always hurt me,

The voices in my head,

The scars on my body,

The loneliness in my heart,

The nightmares in my dreams,

The fact that no-one cares.

That's what hurts, not the blade, you.

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