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October 18th, 2018

Does it matter what I really want

You would just stalk and haunt

Does it really matter that I gave it my all

Even when I should have let you fall

You beat me down till I cant give anymore

Then have the audacity to call ME the whore

You make me feel like I am in inch tall

But only after you have beaten me agaist the wall

Nothing physical so its not like anyone knows

There are no marks so its not like it shows

Does it matter to you that I tried

Does it matter to you that pieces of me have died?

I dont think you really care

As long as you have someone you can scare

Someone to hold under your belittling utterance

So that you can keep the lead in this song and dance