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You asked me today
What had happened to my face
And how I got all these bruises and scars
"Not self inflicted"
I tell you
And you seem to have this doubt in your eyes
And you ask me another question
"Who did?"
I stay quiet
Because I don't want you to be hurt
As much as I have been
But it was time to go
And they took you away
Before you could ever hear the answer
That I would never give




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