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Mar 2016
Your scathing words rip into me
You tear me apart flaw by flaw
Never listening only blaming and speaking death
Echoes of your lies linger as I try and sleep
Hate fills my mind, not of the lies you speak, but of hate for myself
I'll never view myself the same
Your blunt words cut deeper than imagined
Am I still loved by the enemy that haunts me nightly?
When do I stop taking the lies you speak?
You pry and you meddle, but I'll never trust you again
You speak to destroy, I'm just a city waiting for your tongue
JRL
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JRL  25/M/Murfreesboro
(25/M/Murfreesboro)   
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