If my heart was a letter,
You’d rip it open,
Throw away the words,
And leave some unspoken.
You burn up the trash,
Smiling whilst it burned,
You’d forget everything about me,
That you’d ever learned.
Remember I’ve been hurt before,
Remember I’ve been broken,
Remember you said every word,
That every boy has spoken.
Learn, I have,
That I am still strong,
That I wasn’t hurt,
All along.
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