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Cheap Shot

You opened your mouth, to shoot out daggers when I turned my back to you What a cheap shot... you coward spit your cutting words at me and watch me heal faster than you can cut I am not one to be whittled And now I have new armor so you can not cut me again I bleed for me alone now

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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