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Can you tell me you love me

Or that you don't even care

About the outfit I put together

And how I did my hair

That you think I'm beautiful

Every time you see me 

And in the midst of everything

You're just holding back your feelings

Because you know you've done me wrong

Caused me plenty of harm

All of it led up too

The scars on my arm.

I just want you to spit out the truth

So I can move on

Stop playing aloof

And let me be gone 

Because its obvious I'm not good enough,

I can see it clear as day

We keep doing all this stuff 

But what does it really say?

 

 

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AnyaNieva

I write away the sadness I feel

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