Stabs Of Truth

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I never was able to hate you, no matter how hard I tried. Because all the hurtful things you said, you read straight from my mind. I wanted so badly to scream and fight, but I smiled and nodded my thank you because I know that you were right. It didn't take long to accept your words because I already repeated them every night. And wanted to be angry, and I wanted to cry, but you simply said what you saw. You were trying to help me see them, but it was because you didn't know. Everytime I speak or look in a mirror, all I can see are these things just below.

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