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Nov 2011
You act like it doesn't hurt me,
Like I'm some kind of robot,
Like I have no emotion,
You act like your voice doesn't crush me inside,
I'm sure you think I'm being cold,
but inside it murders me;
I listen to every voicemail,
I cry every time,
But you wouldn't know that,
I can't take the time;
Sometimes I wonder why I fight,
I wonder why I'm not returning to you,
My heart conflicts,
Yes and No;
This is from a child who was crushed,
By a man that made promises he couldn't keep,
Now I sit staring at my feet,
And wait for a man who used to adore her,
Now I don't know what to say,
I shake with every word,
I love you dearly, but I can't do this anymore.
R A Sanders
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