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green— i do not cry over your absence anymore. i do not cry over the fact you chose her. i do not cry over your lies. i do not cry over your hypocrisy. i do not cry over your never-ending watching in my life.

grey— i do not cry over your manipulation. i do not cry over your sob story. i do not cry over your falsities. i do not cry over your hateful intentions. i do not cry over your subtle hatred.

yellow— i do not cry over your karma. i do not cry over your loss. i do not cry over your fear. i do not cry over the act of stalking you cursed me to worry over. i do not cry over the shock you caused me.

i cry for none of these , boys.

i cry for me— the poor girl inside. at night when my chest is so tied and strapped with strings, i shed tears of sorrow. i cry for my soul and the pain i have endured. my inner child is wailing, bleeding from the cuts and scars of bullies she cannot tattle on. i sob over my loss of trust and loss of innocence, because these men stole it all from me. you ripped it from my giving hands and broke it behind repair. i feel sorry for what i have been through, but i applaud myself for making it through with no help but my own.

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