November 9, 2011
I grit my teeth
when you talk
your voice gives me migraines
nothing but pain
bad memories won't ever freaking fade...
feels like
that could've been my last day

thank goodness it was me they saved
and not you

too selfish
I know but
sometimes I find myself being wound up in the mistakes you made...
you know?
and I see you
in my reflection.

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