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Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will break my heart
I don’t care what anyone says
Words tear you apart
And some people are immune and some people are not
But some things enunciate all that you forgot
And even though I wish I could burn them from my brain
The harder I try, the more it is in vain
Because the cymbals ring louder with each and every attempt
To dull them with the windows where the watching went
And every time I look where you went away
I hear in HD the things you do not say
The nothing that you are, the nothing we became
Is empty air inside of me and nothing is the same