How can i tell the difference between the night and day,
When all that i see is the darkness and disdain,
Your words are torture to me,
Sometimes they cut through me like blades,
And all i know is anger from experiencing all of your ways,
I'm silently screaming,
You don't hear the sound of each cut that you make,
And my heart is bleeding,
Begging don't leave me this way,
How can you still bruise me,
When so much has passed since that day?
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