-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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