You clutch your chest when she hurts you
She hurts your heart but you don’t leave
Your eyes fill with tears and they wash down your cheeks
Your sobs hurt my heart, which makes me hate her,
She tells you things to make you feel bad,
Feel guilt about your past
She says she loves,
But even though she still hurts you,
You say you’re in love,
But how can that be
She hurts you which hurt me
Your heart is fragile,
Even more fragile than her,
You need out but your blinded
Blinded by love that does not exist
I hate it, but I mostly hate her
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