You call me words,
Evil in their form,
You call me names,
Not meant to be said,
You want to hurt,
You want to see me cry,
well good luck I say,
You cant hurt me so why even try,
Sticks and stones,
break my bones,
but your words will never hurt me,
So don't try your pointless games,
I am me so your names,
cant hurt me.
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