Hurt
Her anger is a slow acid eroding her soul
Looking only at the small picture, and never the whole
Her conscience, controlled by agony and defeat
Her emotions, an eruption of thoughts make-believe
Feelings strong enough to rock the earth
All diverged from one angle, Hurt
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