confrontation

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You keep trying to piss me off with the games that you play, But I don't think you realize who you are dealing with, and that I can go all day. You want to slam doors, and you think that I am going to go back and fourth with you,
I don't know why I keep writing to you Like I'm sending letters to someone in prison - As if you were the one who's been trapped Ever since that day - They say that justice brings peace,
When I was little I ensured everyone I had the loudest scream One that would shake the world I could feel it brewing up inside me Begging for an escape But I wouldn't 
All this time I’ve livedin another reality.All I did was giveand I was happy.   My reality is notwhat you would expect.But I wasn’t taught to not let it affect.  
It may have been a Monday evening when you felt your fingertips buzzing at your lips. It was a wind, a gust, of beauty in your anxiety Nail biting eating away at things that do not sense pain.
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