Unsaid Words: The Truth that Hurts
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Unsaid words are the truth that hurts,It contains the most powerful words out of people's honest hearts.It is the hidden grudges,feelings of love,hate and anger...Feelings that's never been shown to anyone.
If you ever feel like breaking,crying and grieving...You only have yourself to talk to..Say everything you want to say to yourself because only you yourself can hold everything back together,Just don't let yourself crack after:>
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