She Cuts Me
She cuts me,
And I continue to bleed,
No concern at all,
For my needs.
She can’t see,
The tears in my eyes,
No love at all,
Her knife sharpened with lies.
She stares at me,
With no emotion on her face,
No warmth at all,
A viper wrapped up in lace.
She hurts me,
You think me quite insane,
Why not just walk away from it all?
This love is worth the pain.
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