Friday, November 7, 2008

THe Words thay sting
It's like Acid on my Bar fless
Like fire running acrose my skin
It amkes me want tocry
IT amkes me want to screem
It mkae me wnat o run till ther is nothing left

THe Words TTHey sting
It's like hands on a chak bork
Like tanting that iwll never end
It makes me sick
It makes me hurt
It makes me cring

The Words thay sting
It's ilke hial on the back of ou're neck
Like a sit thats distrod
IT amkes me ach
IT makes me brake
IT amakes me so unsher

They may sems like jsut words
IT amy seem like nothing at all
But know i let you down
But know I've hurt you
IT kills me

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