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"Water off a ducks back"
The armour in her eyes
would never let her cry
so on the inside she died
but wasn't exactly dead.
Those words that he had said.
Trickling down to a mended heart
as the words hit, stitching came apart
and this was the end she had known
from the start.
No worries, no hurries
shes got the blurries
but no tears will fall.
The armour in her eyes
would never let her cry
so on the inside she died
but wasn't exactly dead.
Those words that he had said.
Trickling down to a mended heart
as the words hit, stitching came apart
and this was the end she had known
from the start.
No worries, no hurries
shes got the blurries
but no tears will fall.
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