mistreat

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So hurt me today...

I’ll smile at you tomorrow

Hurt me everyday

And I’ll pretend it never happened

I’m a walking, talking punching bag.

I might reply but I won’t respond.

‘cause I’m everyone’s worry bag

Went happens so often, you learn to smile when you can’t speak from the bleeding,

You don’t do it consciously

You pick the scabs when they start healing

But no matter how many times you mistreat me,

I promise to never fail you

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