Your words
I'm not a doll
I have feelings
I am strong
Being strong doesn't mean i will never cry
Your words used to cut like knives
But overtime, they don't affect me anymore
I've been hurt too much by you
My heart has a barrier, you can never break down my walls ever again
Your words are now like feathers
Blown away in the wind; forgotten
Never remembered
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