Second Skin

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My Broken Heart

No wonder you felt familiar;
your criticisms were like home.

 

Your hurtful words were
what I spent my life hearing.

 

Pain is an emotion I know well;
it is like a second skin.

 

But I know have so many tears
reserved for someone like you.

 

You've reached your allotment
so I will have to say goodbye.

 

The sad thing is losing you
hurts more than all your abuse.

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