She’ll never admit how much each lyric stung
How each note broke her down more
How each beat felt like a hit against her heart
How each chorus line broke her voice
A slow and painful suffering as she listened
But what she’ll never admit is how it hurt more
To hear those lyrics, that beat, that chorus...that song
The song that spoke the truth her lips could not say
The truth hat she so desperately sought to reveal
But she’ll never admit it.
She’ll never admit how it hurt to know you would
Never even bat an eye when it played
Or think of her.
Because you never listened to the one thing
That spoke a million feelings you needed to hear.
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Colorful Chaotic
I write to keep the demons at bay.
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