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Jun 2015
You slam the door in anger, in frustration you mutter my name.
You pound your fist against the wall, I cringe and feel your pain.
My words dry in my mouth, a word against you I dare not speak.
My body shys away from you, I feel my knees getting weak.
You vent your fury in a whirling rage, leaving devastation in its wake.
Your words leaving gashes across my face, carrying on not realizing your mistakes.
I already feel guilt and pain, is that not enough for you?
Written by
Apathy  23/F/Stranded
   Rose, Shruti Chakraborty and Chris
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