Upon A Whim
Monday, 21 February 2011
You don't understand
You don't understand
That every word you say hurts.
Every sentence you utter
Cuts me and scars.
Then you wait, and say it again.
Like pouring bleach on a wound.
Don't you understand
How talking to you makes me want to cry?
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