they sting.
they etch in my heart.
stop.
but you continue.
as if it's a game
as if you can try as many times as you can to
agitate
frustrate
confuse
abuse
it's not a game
my ears are ringing with the thoughts
you're a horrible person
you're a selfish person
you could never do this
you could never say that
stop.
i guess i may have to let you go.
i've held on for as long as i can.
and i've told you as many times as i could.
one day you'll see.
you'll recognize.
you will understand
and appreciate.
but i won't be there.
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