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Crying for each others attention, it's all they ever do. Who can be louder? Is it her, or is it you? She throws her hangers, he punches the wall. But truthfully, he isn't trying to hurt her at all. Never-the-less, she tries to win the fight. With fear trembling through my body, I stay quiet in my room for the rest of the night. I hear the words, "Move the **** out" It catches me off guard. She rolls her eyes, as she seriously doubts. They scream for each others attention its all they ever do. There is no denying the obvious tension, for that, I know is true. The fight settles down while it's just for a second, They get really quiet, Then he beckons. He pulled her near, and hugged her close. but she just stood there. I swore she saw a ghost. He loves her now, but just 5 minutes ago, he despised her He said it was time for her to go. She was hurt and battered within the day, hour, minute All of a sudden, she mattered Bipolar is the official diagnosis but over the years, shes stopped caring Fell out of his hypnosis He plays his unintentional mind game he doesn't get it. We never want to play, we don't want to be shamed. We know who screams louder, it's you. not knowing how to respond. Because you follow your own social cues.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 7:54 PM UTC
Throwing Hangers
Crying for each others attention, it's all they ever do. Who can be louder? Is it her, or is it you? She throws her hangers, he punches the wall. But truthfully, he isn't trying to hurt her at all. Never-the-less, she tries to win the fight. With fear trembling through my body, I stay quiet in my room for the rest of the night. I hear the words, "Move the **** out" It catches me off guard. She rolls her eyes, as she seriously doubts. They scream for each others attention its all they ever do. There is no denying the obvious tension, for that, I know is true. The fight settles down while it's just for a second, They get really quiet, Then he beckons. He pulled her near, and hugged her close. but she just stood there. I swore she saw a ghost. He loves her now, but just 5 minutes ago, he despised her He said it was time for her to go. She was hurt and battered within the day, hour, minute All of a sudden, she mattered Bipolar is the official diagnosis but over the years, shes stopped caring Fell out of his hypnosis He plays his unintentional mind game he doesn't get it. We never want to play, we don't want to be shamed. We know who screams louder, it's you. not knowing how to respond. Because you follow your own social cues.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 7:54 PM UTC
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