Is it our nature
To prick when touched?
Or do thorns grow
In silence
Out from our cuts
Your softness is rot
I was taught as a child
And so I hardened
And so I survived"
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English
Is it our nature
To prick when touched?
Or do thorns grow
In silence
Out from our cuts
Your softness is rot
I was taught as a child
And so I hardened
And so I survived"