Big tears
are running down your cheeks
Your voice
is rising to a screech
You say it’s
your entire fault
You’re hurt
like wounds bathing in salt
You must
have done everything wrong
You weren’t
smart enough or strong
You should
have argued more with me
You let me
run happy and free
You should
have taken a firm stand
But when
will you just understand
That this
is about me, not you.
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