Your words were bitter
None was near sweet
I will not cry
Because I was never defeated
As blood was dripping down my hand
My knees bucked barely could stand
In my mind you wanted me hurt
I would not hurt, will I be the first?
As you were done you told me to go to my room
Did you think I would cry, did you assume?
As fire was buring in your eyes
Nothing but hurt was in my mind
This is why this poem's for you
I cannot be hurt, don't be a fool
This is why this poem's for you
You can't hurt me if you think you could too

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