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You tell me that I'm wrong.

Indirectly, but you do.

You have no idea of the pain you leave.

With your trail of careless words.

Your tongue filled with snake venom.

And you mind filled with cursed, black birds.

I should feel hurt.

By the things you say.

They should tear me apart.

But instead I'm left with a little flame.

I'm more furious than hurt.

Because how could you say those things?

How can ignorance sound so beautifully right to you?

How can you think and search and still believe you're right?

I want to scream, and fight, and cry.

And for gods sake, for once, for once, just change your mind.

But your ears are plugged.

And your heart's closed.

And I can only try to reason with a stone wall for so long.

So forgive me, when I leave.

I can't possibly stay.

With someone that thinks and feels your way.

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