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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If anyone knew her pain, What she locks inside. No one would question her. Her smile is what hides all that pain deep inside. She's afraid to tell you how she feels and what she knows. What you did to her all those years ago. The reason she was so depressed after your son's birth. She put up with your bull shit for so damn long it has taken a toll on her happiness. Don't you remember dumping her getting back with her just to break up with her the next day? Don't you remember being such a jerk to her? Only around your friends? Why do you think She stayed with you for so long? She LOVED YOU and sometimes she thinks she still does? Remember those nights when she was asleep? When you'd call the other girl and tell her you love her? She wasn't asleep She heard you... And yet she stayed... All that time she stayed because she swore she loved you. She made up excuses like "She's just a really good friend." That was bullshit and we all know it. Oh do you also remember telling your friends not to be with her because she slept with her cousin! And that time you and her got back together and you two walked with the rest of your friends to tank n tummy? What was it you said? "I forgot you were here." She went off on you... To you she was just a piece of ass, A pretty face... and now she pays every day, every night she cries Because these scars will not fade. Every time she sees you She dives back into that dark hole... twice a week she feels this pain... And twice a week she has to tell herself "For my son I must go on." That's the only reason She lives......
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