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the hammer is hidden
the guns are drawn
the knives are sharp
your fangs are right
as razors
but my hammer is hidden
you look for weakness
I look only to be forgiven
words are my weapons
bullets will fly
knives will cut
but my butterflies will land
my snowflakes will rest
where bullets and knives
cannot reach
where your flesh cannot speak
my hammer is hidden
and you
just walked into
a hurricane of hurt
the knives are sharp
your fangs are right
as razors
but my hammer is hidden
you look for weakness
I look only to be forgiven
words are my weapons
bullets will fly
knives will cut
but my butterflies will land
my snowflakes will rest
where bullets and knives
cannot reach
where your flesh cannot speak
my hammer is hidden
and you
just walked into
a hurricane of hurt
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