love die?
you see, I've
fought too long
and too hard
cried too long
and too hard
it's more than
I can take
anymore
how do you let
love die?
when he's in
your face
every day
constantly reminded
of how inferior
I am
every pick and poke
reminding me
making me wonder
trying harder
to be perfect
wonder woman
in disguise
to no avail
it changes nothing
he's breaking my heart
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