Coat My Soul in Tefflon

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Words can sting and hurt like hell but actions,
They do more than hurt,
They wound like 22's
Hurt like 38's and
Kill like Mortar shells.
Potent poisonous and potentially harmful are all words can be.
But actions shout fiercer than any word can.
So every morning I wake up with a new initiative.
I wake up and say my prayers then take my soul off the hanger and coat it in the finest strongest tefflon.
Cause your bullet like actions have no right to pierce my soul any longer.
To hell with gunpowder walk or cannons for breasts.
I'm bulletproof now so you cant hurt me unless I want you to.

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