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Jan 2
Bruised my lip
Cause i fell down
They all laughed
Called me a clown
Tasted the metal
Wanted to drown
All for a bruise
When i fell down

Bruised my knee
It was my fault
Skin battered up
Scraped the asphalt
"A pity" they said
Then rubbed it with salt
I stayed silent
Cause it was my fault

Bruised my chin
Face against wall
Shed silent tears
Wished to **** all
Left on the ground
Endured the fall
Hand to my chin
Bruised from a wall
not really sure what i was thinking when i wrote this one. i like rhymes. a little sing song i guess
ky
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