Ok, I misspelled Boots' last name.  Get over it.  I'm too damn lazy to fix it, especially since I think I deleted the Word copy, so there would be problems.  Anywho, next chappie!

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It doesn't hurt anymore

When I cut myself to bleed off pain

It doesn't hurt anymore

It started as a sort of game

It doesn't hurt anymore

The other newsies can never tell

It doesn't hurt anymore

I try not to show skin whenever I sell

It doesn't hurt anymore

These marks deep in my skin

It doesn't hurt anymore

A mark for every sin

It doesn't hurt anymore

When I blame myself for all the lies

It doesn't hurt anymore

When part of my soul sits down and dies

It doesn't hurt anymore

When I pierce skin just to see blood

It doesn't hurt anymore

Even though I know it should

It doesn't hurt anymore

When people make fun of my nationality

It doesn't hurt anymore

For Bumlets to face reality

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AN: I LOVE IT!

--Chronicles Bailey