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When you condemn yourself
in front of me
you steal my right to be angry.

I am not allowed to own my anger.
I am left feeling slightly guilty
and wishing
just once
that you would not preempt me
by going through the cycle
of never ending
diversionary tactics.

Why can I not be allowed
to voice my rightful
indignation?

voiceless
I am shut away
with tears in my throat
with words I cannot say.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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