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Your name got brought up

You messaged him

I clenched my fists when I heard it

They looked at me

All knowing I would be mad

I bit my lip and faked a smile

Said its okay.

I was ready to scream

But I fought the urge

You had to text him

He had to say your name

I pinched my leg

Grabbed my phone

Wanting the silver piece hidden in the case

I closed my eyes and said no

I was not going to hurt myself over you again

Enough blood has been wasted because of you

I smiled again as we got up to leave

And I told myself to forget you

So I did

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