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To say you don't matter, the words Pour from the mouth, lips frozen in a Cold front of all things unkind. Each syllable slides like ice, Piercing, While the memories unbearable are
Dear my worst enemy, When did we last speak? This morning as we fought over school? This evening as we chose what to eat? Though, recent or long past is moot, When by my side you never leave.