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i told you

You say I never told you
But you are wrong for
With every slight slip of my sleeves
To reveal the edges of fresh bruises and cuts
Through every night I cried silently
Next to you while you slept smiling
I told you
Through the way you looked at me
And I looked away
Into the distance far away
Seeing everything and nothing
I told you
But it wasn’t me who was silent
It was you
Your ears were hearing your own laughter
Your eyes caressing your mirror
Your nose smelling your own scent
I got lost in the mix

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