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Angry


You're not something

I could ever learn

To regret

But had I known

If I could see

What would become of me

I would wish

For better for you

I would give anything to undo this

Growing stale

And breaking down

Our communication fails

And I can't reach you

If you can't reach me

 

You tell me

I'm overthinking this

You say

You wouldn't change a thing

But if you knew

If you could hear me

The pain

How raw it is

You might understand

What it's like

Why I turn away

Why I can't say

What runs circles

In my head

Why I toss and turn

In bed

If you knew

What would you do

What could you do

To save me

 

I don't want pity

Or your sympathy

I don't need

You to relate

Or bleed

For me

I never asked

For this

To end up like that

I never needed 

Another reason

So please

Don't give me

Another reason

To be angry

Angrier then I already am

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