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Wounded (Lyric) by RobinGayle When I was young and stubbed my toe,
While waiting for new skin,
I'd stub it six more times before
The healing would begin.
A woman now, a deeper wound.
I pray for thicker skin.
'Cause every time you step on me,
I bite my tongue again.
Up the ladder:
The Second World
Down the ladder:
What R U?
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Posted: July 18, 2002 7:22 PM PDT; Last modified: July 18, 2002 7:22 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.7 Overall Rank: 1951 Comments:
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nentwined @ 66.92.183.34
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18-Jul-02/9:33 PM
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simple but perfect.
how many times does will you take it, as a woman, before the healing begins?
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