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I watched you repeatedly
Matching your emotions with your pain.
So many things meant to be said, heard.
Tears building up in your eyes,
Anger growing in your heart.
Imagining your pain combined with all my pain.
Tearing me apart piece by piece.
How can you hold it all in?
All this time.
All this hate.
It feels like you're trapped in the wrong reality.
A reality where only you exist.
A place where everyone's pain
is suffocating and taking over your body.
Leaving you dead inside,
With no purpose for living.