You say,
my words cut you,
like a razor blade,
leaving you wounded,
Yet daily,
You Tear my heart out,
and leave me there,
to bleed.
You cant stand,
when i dont talk back instantly,
calling me names,
Yet constantly,
you ignore my attempts,
at trying to start a conversation.
You ignore me,
But dont allow me,
The same courtesy.
Its just,
so hypocritical of you,
i must do as you say,
never as you do........
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