One day, fighting came,
You yelled, I cried
I was away but you were home
I sat around with cloudy eyes,
Worried and dazed,
I heard the words of those who cared
They helped me out but made my brain scatter in wonder
You, on the phone, seemed to become happier-only to become far more angry in
hours to come
All I could think is why would you assume such things, why would you say
such words...
If you really loved me?
 
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