The old warrior
She was once a warrior nothing could break her till you came along u smashed her barriers down u made her feel small in this big awful world little did u know she was planning her next moves vigorously taking in those very words you said despite the fact she was unsure if you knew her current pain, she grew tired she didn't want to c u hurt feel ur pain she knew u couldn't just blame her for your hurt.
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