I cried
Once
Twice
When I got you
I ran to my mom
I ran to the bar
Looking like I should go to the hospital
But
Thank you
Thank you
Wounds
You made me what I am today
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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The opposite of what one would think one would be grateful for but true what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Nicely done
Life teaches many things, sad one.. nicely written.
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