just fine

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don't you dare blame me
you tell me
that i hurt you,

and i tell you
that i know.

i know i had
a part in this.

but we weren't
a one-way street.

i am sitting here,
writing this poem
and dozens of others,
and you are not even
thinking about me.

i am sitting here,
barely stitched back together
and you have hardly given
the scars you left behind
a second thought.

i am sitting here,
still hurting
and you are doing
just
fine.

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