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words are like Daggers Once soothing to Me Now putting me in Fear Allowing a growth of a Wall Protecting me from Pain Aiding me to dodge Stabbings Aiming for my Heart Shielding me from You While sensing continuous Combat In turn being combative towards Us Standing behind this Wall Wishing the daggers would Turn Into flowers that would Flourish Becoming beautiful Covering My wall so as to show Love Unity Instead I'm seeing Anger Frustration However, as thes...
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