Quote Through Life
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People call it "just words"
So they call me names
Because
Only physical can hurt
Right?
That's not true
Words can cut
Can heal
Make you happy
Make you sad
They don't understand
The power
Of words written
On paper
How good
A beautiful sentence
Can make you feel
Like you're alive
Among dead
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Started: 1-11-2017
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