the pureness
that we had
with the typewrittened
word
got cluttered
with the sounds
of our frustrations
the back-and-forth
that we had
in replies and memes
got dismissed
in the intent
to be heard
when love
turns to anger
you learn
not to hope
when whispers
turn to yells
you learn
not to listen
when no
is negated
and yes
is hated
you demonstrate
fear and sadness
inside
when love's
a bumpy ride
you want to get off
there is no thought
but leave
and the silence
you gain
remind you of
the pain
but it resolves
the feeling to
hide
(inside)
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