Words

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Your word stab

Like a blade.

You twist and turn it with every insult.

You increase the pain with your glare.

But you don't care if I'm crying,

Or dying,

Or lying.

Because you'll believe all my lies

Because my smile is lie hiding the pain

That you caused...

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