Dilemma

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The Discard Pile

I can always get hurt so bad,

That I can write pages and pages,

Without a bat of my eyes,



This would be the millionth time,

There goes another one that didn't care,

Making my tears pour from the inside,



And my anger commands me to put the tears away,

For something else worth crying for,

So I get confused,



Who deserves the tears,

The one who made them or the one that won't?

Exactly what I'm supposed to do.

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