-Draft- *Angry & Hurt*

words slip from your mouth are like daggers to my heart

do you not see the pain 

words do not leave my mouth as silence takes the reign 

Tears threaten to be released 

I do not allow you the pleasure to see my state

anger clouds my mind but being hurt is probably my fate

you push me further into darkness which I vowed to never return

Tears which I've held slowly fall and I feel the burn

 

 

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