I've shed for you.
In all this crap
that we've been through,
I've never let a single one
escape, despite your wicked tongue.
I held it in.
I've played it tough.
But my act is brittle.
The game is rough.
I'm just a mush
when stripped to my core.
There's nothing tough about me.
Not anymore.
I fall apart
when it comes to you.
You leave me hurting.
You make me blue.
Just like you.
My tears have been safe so far.
Except for one.
Are you happy now?
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