For I cared enough to make it best
Only to trigger anger & disdain
How odd he choose hurtful words to speak & type
With disregard for consequence or my care
By now i should see the truth; of how this man he truly feels
Hollow & dark deep inside that beating heart
How odd I choose to still cling on; to nothing more than broken truth
There is none more healing than god's grace and perhaps to move away
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