Don’t Ask

Don’t ask me why I’m screaming when you set me on fire. Don’t ask me why I’m broken when you pushed me off the cliff. Don’t ask me why I am crying when you left the knife in my back. Don’t ask me why I no longer care when you never cared at all.

MJMS©

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