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remember the time when you just stood there watching me get bullied?
the time when you told me you loved me but never really did?
the time when you hid our relationship to all those people?
how about the time when they thought I was lying about us?
or the time they said all those vicious words........ to me.
or the time when they laughed at me like I was the funniest thing on earth?
the words.
the laughter.
the promises.
they hurt.
but you wouldn't know how much it hurts...
how would you?
you were never there in the first place.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry❝she's finding herself through unintentional and nonsensical inscriptions of so-called poetry.❞ {copyright: dana r.} ©
