The Pain Within
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Last published Mon, Feb 23, 2015
If you know what lingering pain grabs onto you everyday, then you would understand that sticks and stones hurt a lot less then the names we've been called because we've been called them all. We know that no matter who says what, or what they do to us can get under our skin and we gotta learn to grow. We gotta learn that mirror we glance into wont give us the proper image unless we stare. We gotta learn to look closer because there's something in us that made is fight after every piece of bullshit we've been through.
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