Chapitre 3: Words
Your sharps words are piercing my heart
But you don't care.
As long as you can open your mouth
And get your so-called point across.
You're good.
You're ok walking away
While I sit there
Bleeding, and go numb.
.
I see that small satisfied smirk
That says it all
I am right always right, never wrong
.
Even when you know
That you got your point across
Still, you open your mouth
And drive that nail in deeper
.
I sit there quietly
And take it
As I fight the tears
The nail slowly drives in deeper
And my heart, in pain
It bleeds
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