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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.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.4
Weighted score: 5.7
Overall Rank: 1924
Posted: July 18, 2002 7:22 PM PDT; Last modified: July 18, 2002 7:22 PM PDT
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[8] nentwined @ 66.92.183.34 | 18-Jul-02/9:33 PM | Reply
simple but perfect.
[7] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 22-Jul-02/9:18 AM | Reply
how many times does will you take it, as a woman, before the healing begins?
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