A Lost
I feel it slowly slipping away,
Piece by piece,
Day by day,
With every angry word spoken,
I bend a little more,
Eventually,
They will leave me completley broken.
I know you see the difference,
I can tell it on your face,
I tried not to hide so well,
Lock myself in my own hell,
And for awhile it worked,
But in the dark,
Our demons still lurked.
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