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I heard them when I was small words of hatred words worst of all words of steel knives stabbing me meaningless words all for me it didn't matter what they said the words wanted me dead. And now Im old it's just the same words are pain words are pain, again and again and again and again words tell me nothing of you words that tell us what to do words of war and words that bore words that go shopping, make cars and houses words that tell you what they want you to be to buy to satisfy them words are the evil these words suck me dry words are the needles in my eyes. I saw words in the skies flying around like ashes from funeral pyres words of gain words of shame the same words over and over and over Again and again and again the trick is running still the ears are listenning to the words of will the will of others in the words the words of others is your will words you see and words you feel words you read and words you hear and feel. What did they teach you at school words about words with words which words to believe which words to feel which words to ignore and words to thank the words the words wanted to be words for you and me and now the lies made of words we believe we are safe, words we are happy, words we are good, words we are right, words we are black aqnd white, words and soon we'll be dead words and gone to heaven words god words of love and stone words our name telling all our words were in vain.

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