With the night brings the day. A new set of worries and scares. No one I have can I tell my tears. You stung your last sting. Being sad and gloomy isn't a really nice thing. You drag me behind you in the dirt. It's hard to believe that you don't see my hurt. Your words bring my heart and soul down. It's time, I'm done, and no longer will I frown. I must stand tall and strong. Because you and your words are wrong. Very hard to believe you can't see. When what you do and say hurts me.
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