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some of us bruised, some of us broken

it's not just what you said but what we left unspoken

you didn't need weapons, your words were knives

i'll carry what you said for the rest of my life

you didn't need sticks, you didn't need stones

what you said is etched in my bones

some say forgive, some say forget

how can i do either after all that you said?

some of us broken, some of us bruised

did any of us really deserve the abuse?

you didn't need weapons, your words were knives

you thought it was funny, i went home and cried

you didn't need sticks, you didn't need stones

every word left scars on my soul

some say forget, some say forgive

how can i do either after all that you did?