Getting mad for the greater good,
I understand you now.
I look at the situation,
From the spot which you once stood.
You yelled, you swore,
You called me dumb.
You always defended me when they called me "whore".
You didn't want me to feel the numb.
You didn't want me to hurt.
You were right,
I lost my cool.
I didn't want to fight,
I'm afraid of losing you
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