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The Wall

Hate is such a strong word
Almost sacred in context
But still out of my lips
I don't even mean it
It never will
But bruises don't lie
They won't send me to hell
So I close my mouth
And bite my thumb
The wall feels my anger most of all
She may say that I'm emotional
But she doesn't know anything
I crush my fingers and let it out
I ache and begin to break
But atleast she'll never know
The pain of the wall





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