Did you know how much it stings?
The constant replies of noAre you trying to make me someone I am not?
Carving your visions on meHow did it feel to you?
To take away my one happinessDid it feel good?
I want to knowWhy do you constantly do this to me?
Does it make you pleased?
Seeing me dreary
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Excruciation & Euphoria
PoetryRaging Storms, Violent Cries, That single tear, Laid in that child's eyes. Would you feel the same, If it was your daughter Would you feel the pain, If it was your brother ...