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Your pleading words fall on deaf ears
as I shut you out
and try to erase these years.
Wanting to cry but the tears don't fall.
Wishing you could read all the writing on the wall.
But you're blind and I'm deaf
and we've beat this horse half to death.
And there's no reason for you to keep talking
because I can't hear you when I turn around and keep walking.
Keep begging, keep pleading
and shout until your face turns blue.
But I've got nothing left to cry, to die.
I've got nothing else to give to you.
You said it.
You did it.
But you deny.
And lie, and lie, and lie.
Why try?
I always catch you in the end.

So I type these words of anger,
heave a sigh,
and hit SEND.

A.R.M.
10/31/03