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Silent Pain

Talking, talking, talking, That's all he did and I had to listen, his voice ringing in my head, it hurts! That's how he abused me time and time again, I misunderstood, It hurt but it was normal, I cried but it was fickle, I thought I was just weak, See, he carved a mark that could not heal, But it was alright, I understood his words, "you are dumb, stupid, fat, ugly, pathetic to the sight" Suprisingly he was right, I was everything he said I was, No need convincing, Maybe I was naive in believing, in love in blindness, my pride tarnished, My heart trampled on dusty legs a trampede made, His words tore me apart, I felt my soul depart from my body, I wondered why I was breathing, Stepping stones to my grave, I saw the last of my bed.

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