Nonsense #past

They called me names,
The broke me down
But I built myself up
From the ground,
Now they can watch me
Burn, soar above everything
They ever saw.
For I am not that little girl
Anymore, sticks and stones
Still break my bones
But their words cannot hurt me.

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