#1: Why?

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It truly makes no sense,

Why you still cut me when I'm down,

As I've moved away now,

But when I think of you I still wear a frown.


For your words stay cold,

Stinging even the deepest corners of my soul,

And even when I try to break free,

You are all I can ever see.

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