Death At Your Hands

 

How can a word, a stupid little word from you, hurt me, tear at me, rend me in two?

How can you touch me that deeply when I hate you so?

How come I feel such loss for something that was never mine?

Why do you understand this so keenly?

Why do you use it to slay me
 daily

Why do I love you so?

 

 

 

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