𝑴𝒚 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆

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The punches you throw,
Without even realizing how they land.
It has made me take over,
In way that you could never understand.

They may only be words,
But they hit me where it hurts the most.
And even if you leave,
They'll still stay to haunt me like a ghost.

But you never notice,
How one-sided the conversation goes.
Because you don't love to talk,
So my silence doesn't affect you I suppose.

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