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A poem about the power of words... |
| Turn around, because you don't know what people are saying Turn around, because you don't know what people are doing Turn around, because there are people out there that just want to bring you down I'd watch your back Things are always being said Things are always being done And there are always people that want to bring you down I'd watch your back It hurts the most when it's a friend Well, someone you thought was your friend Someone you thought you could trust Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are what really hurt me Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are what really hurt me Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are what really hurt me Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are what really hurt me And words will ALWAYS hurt |